I have never really been on my own. I have never before had to rely on nobody but myself. Never had both the freedom and the obligation to focus all my attention on nobody but myself.

I have never really looked at myself before; not closely enough to notice that my face had completely lost those childlike features that seemed to be there just a moment ago. That moment was 10 years ago.

I have never really noticed how much I’ve grown. I have reinvented myself so many times, both physically and psychologically, I don’t even recognize the earlier versions of myself. Like it wasn’t me who was going through all those notions. Like I’m nothing but an observer of a life so foreign to who I am now I can’t even call it my own anymore.

I have never really taken the time to get to know the people I’ve been… I never thought it would be so hard to understand someone you spend so much time with.

I am both the author and the work in progress, watching myself unravel before my own eyes, astonished by what’s becoming of this once shapeless blob, amazed at my own creation with the purest enthusiasm of a child discovering his own hands for the first time.

I am...

photo: Valorie Burton

I am a Miracle, a work of Art, a child of God… I am anything and everything. I am.

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  1. #1 avtor Tanja dne 27.08.2010 - 13:40

    to si sama napisala? ful ful ful je dobro!

  2. #2 avtor twixie dne 30.08.2010 - 18:58

    samo res.. to iz kakega komada, knjige.. al so tvoja,tvoja razmišljanja?! :-)

    ..kaj pa če bi se zmenila za kako kolumno kje?!

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    #3 avtor phoenix dne 30.08.2010 - 19:12

    it’s all me… :)

    and I’m not good with writing under deadlines… these things just come to me in their own time… ;)

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