I still remember the so far day that I took for the first time the suitcase in my little hands. From a little princess to a little brave. It was only the 2007th. I already felt that something should be happened. Inside and outside me. My dreams evocated me. Desires much more strong then thinking. I had to follow them. I decided, leave everything-one and go away. No fear. No more. Only proud. I started my walk. A walk of studies, high and low times: a walk of growth. I’ve changed so much. I matured which sense of consciousness of myself and the person what I am.. I’m as much lazy and clumsy as hard in my targets. If I want something I’ll have it ! If I give up? It didn’t care me enough. That is It!
To understand me. If I was an age I’ll be the fabolous 60’s. The years of change and female revolution; of miniskirt and Mary Quant, Beatles and Supremes, Brigitte Bardot and Audrey Hepburn. The years of The Swinging London. If I was a road, I’ll be Carnaby Street. If I was a star, I’ll be Jean Shrimpton. If I was a novel, I’ll be The Little Princess of F. Burnett. If I was a dress I’ll be a soft mohair pull. If I was a food I’ll be a mix of fresh fruits with Vanilla. If I was a drink, I’ll be a glass of Negramaro red wine, so simple but so hard. I don’t know why but Yes. this is What I am.
I'm a discontinuous soul,a line. I'm "always looking for myself,my perfect habitat. I want to explore,search,and I want to cry,laugh,love,suffer. I want to live on my skin all the possible realities. I'm a Brave.