Hey, this might sound a little complicated. I’m not so sure about what I’m doing, or who am I; Just following to the voices that I like, that I found familiar. This road may not lead anywhere, but we will go anyway.
I don't know if curiosity kills the cat but it's made me do all these.
I wonder inside the colored marbles and bottom of the paving stones.
They teach me to focus. I want to observe more, to understand more.
I wonder about friends' stories. Where do they come from and where do they wan to go this time.
In all this ill-conceived mess, I love hearing stories that will remind us of who we are.
I’m curious about the future. Wonder about what will happen when we are equal, or what we going to do first when we are free.
More precisely, I wonder about life.
I don't know if I have a chance to live. Or not.
But I wonder.
My name is ******* but everyone calls me Vovo.