When I told others about the first photograph, I was proud of myself and the fact that “certain boundaries I no longer cross.” And that is true. That belongs to the past but has left a deep mark on me. A friend then said “but you have crossed the boundary a little bit.” (referring to the white line in the picture).

And I have. But today, I am a different person.

I choose to get out of my comfort zone which can become like a jail. I choose to play in the process of getting to know myself. Because life is waiting for me out there and is calling me to come out from the hiding place.