As it were.
What was it that made it obvious for me that I had to always chase my own happiness no matter what?
I realised something this morning, which is that I fly in and out of cultures, where I have this chameleon effect, which I have always had. But it is only recently that I’ve started to document it.
“The streets are paved with gold”, but when my parents arrived they realised that they would be the people who had to pave the streets. But then I decided to return to the country where I was born.
I have some invisible inner scars.