Everyday it felt different. Everyday her skin felt different than it did the day before. She felt that she was changing into something different every day, and she could never anticipate what that something different would be like. Sometimes it was very different. Sometimes, for example, she might feel like a man, which, of course, she was not. On other days, the changes were more subtle. One day she might feel like a red head; on another day she might, in her skin, be a blonde. She never knew in advance and that's why every day began with a little bit of fear. What would it be today? What would she feel like today? Stumble It!
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Happy New Year from Portugal!
Please keep publishing your excellent photos and texts.
Thank you for the nice comments! I would ask you the same. Happy New Year!
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