And if I said I didn't
plan for it to turn out this way I'd be lying, because I
was born to be the other woman. Who belonged to no one, who
belonged to everyone. Who had nothing, who wanted everything,
with a fire for every experience and an obsession for freedom
that terrified me to the point that I couldn't even talk
about it, and pushed me to a nomadic point of madness that both
dazzled and dizzied me.
