When I'm alone ... .. and no one calls me by name - it's easy for me .... I'm relaxed ...... I do not need to be somebody ... ..mother ..... wife .... daughter .. ...
... when I look at people, often I begin to compare myself and I want to be like one of them, or vice versa, not like ... I do not know why the comparison is happening ... it may all matter in desires that, like the seeds were sown sometime .....
Now I feel an interested look in my direction, what this sight saw in me? And what or who is behind this attention? Concentration of two attentions squeezed space into one point and I remembered that I was often called Vika, that I was a wife, mother and daughter ......
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