For the past one year I think, looking at me, look around me .... to accept me, understand this need to differentiate myself. And move forward. Lately acceptance, assimilation of this position, just off the rail, makes me be me and it's so nice not to manage because eyes of others.
So here I am in the grass, just beside the rail, and I'm good. From time to time, the reflection makes me doubt, but this is a flash. Recently I heard
W. Mouawad said: "Trying to invent consistency ( as a place of consolation), while it will be inconsistent.
Unconsciously it may be that my path to the eyes of "others".
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