me on the first date: I was always an unusual girl, My mother told me that I had a chameleon soul, no moral compass pointing me due north. No fixed personality, Just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and wavering as the ocean. And if I said I didn't plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying. Because I was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one. Who belonged to everyone. Who had nothing. Who wanted everything. With a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk about it and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both dazzled and dizzied me.












