Today, and yesterday have been overwhelming by people that I don't really know, can you believe that? Can you believe been overwhelmed by strange people? By someone who you barely talk to? by someone who prays next to you at the mosque? By someone who you probably never gonna meet again or meet ever?
Well, I was, I was and still am, this thing in me that makes me develop a thin link between strangers and myself, this thing in me is so weird.
I want to know more of the people who make me see beauty in them and in myself.
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The diary of the unstable
De TodoI write here without thinking twice, I write here the scattered, the unknown to many,,,,, the unstable. I don't expect you to understand anything, I don't expect you to find it pleasant nor funny nor inspiring nor even beautiful. I didn't care to mo...
