When the people I used to know found out what I had been doing, how I had been living - they asked me why.
But there's no use in talking to people who have a home, they have no idea what it's like to seek safety in other people* for home to be wherever you lie your head.
I was always an unusual girl, my mother told me I had a chameleon soul.
No morall compass pointing due north, no fixed personality* just an inner indecisiveness that was as wide and as wavering as the ocean .


















