▲The Many Phases of My Face◄


Every image I have, every angle I see, every day that I survive, every moment I live shows me a different side of my entity. Sometimes my eyes hurt and even other people notice. I don't think it's coincidental with the way I feel, my mood changes every 4 minutes. It is almost impossible to anchor self control and it reflects on my face and no matter how determined and focused I get, the feeling from within is too powerful to overshadow.

I am a blank notepad, go ahead write on me. I'll be whatever you want, and I'll believe it too.

I have always considered my self a non-photogenic being. I could make an album with my own photos and I can assure you some of them I will look like a totally different person --Is that you?-- I get asked many times -- Yes, that's me.
I know, I look different.

When I feel lost I gotta manage whatever asset I can find to keep moving on, I will either bookmark that fraction or clear the history.

Lately, I have learned to accept it, take the good things and capitalize on them as I get experience, maturity and wisdom and re-write a new chapter in my life. Or, or...
  
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