This is from november. I forgot about this. Well, I sometimes need to see pictures for a second, a third time to realize what they mean to me, what they mean. This picture has now a special meaning to me. I want to do the same than her. To show the world my guts, what's inside me, my essence, what I've hidden close to my heart, close to my guts. To be "naked", to talk openly, no more secrets, just the truth. I'm what I'm, I think therefore I'm (well according to Descartes). I've wore so many maks, so many faces, I believed in so many stuffs... I've evolved. But something is always the same. I'm Sophie. There's something that's always there, some called it "essence".
Next year, I'll start to write. A novel. Or a short story. But, anyway, a story.
I don't want to wake up in ten years and tell myself "why didn't you do it". I need to do this for myself.
My soul naked.