I thought I knew a lot. I was wrong. I'm enthusiastic and curious, like a brat who started kindergarten. There are countless information and feelings and I expect to learn by myself.
I have more work to do. I need to take a deep breath and run as far as possible. Ends, stops and new unknowns. I'm ready, I'm not ready. And my basis, my expectations will be hard to realize. Difficult.
It's an equation filled with countless unknowns, not life. Their formulas are waiting to be discovered by me on different identities and in different ways.
A long, hard way to find. And I took my first step. I wonder, love, love and love.
This is a must