Last Sunday I had one of the most truthful conversations of the last months.
Was at a friend's house, sitting on the porch, talking about travel, life, the summer.
She and I, have something in common. We both need to get away, even for a few months.
She's been planning a trip to Latin America whereas I am not sure where to head to (hell, I am not even sure if I will ever manage to "escape").
The last two times we got together we talked about my feelings towards love, men and women. She knows me pretty well, she knows parts of my love life. So, by now, she knows that I need to have the chance to be able to choose. But to choose I need to see both sides.
So at some point she said " You need to get away, go someplace else and see who you are. You tell me that you need to belong. But in order for you to belong to someone or in a relationship, first of all you need to belong to yourself".
She was right, God I know.
But it's been so long since the last time I really knew who I was. It's like someone else is running my life and let me tell you, they ain't doing a good job!
My friend's words are since then in my head.
And also this trip I need to take. Even for a few months. I need to start over.
