Observation

I did not leave all at once. Struggling with my mother’s tongue. Time to cast a vote for the nation that once made me. Ashamed of my indifference to the choice. The pull of a place I no longer call home. But belonging is a quiet thing, shifting where truth prevails. Here, between what is offered and what is becoming, I watch. I leave my mark—not on a ballot, but on the map provided. More part of the network than the nation. Citizenship of the unseen built upon shared stories. Maybe that is enough.

Response 1

I still often feel like an outsider. Mostly because I am afraid of rejection. It's very different with close friends or like-minded people. The latter being hard to find irl, easier to find online. Do you feel like an outsider here? Still searching?

Response 2

Saudade do que nunca foi. Do you really have to cross the ocean to build again?

Response 3

Yes. Family. A house full of love. The one place where we shouldn't need a mask to hide our true self. And yet, we step into roles - strong, understanding, a role model. The mask is not just a tool for hiding. It shapes, it reveals.

Revision

Each connection, another node in the network of life. Never arriving, never leaving. Different masks, different times.

Adornments

Antlers

Region

endless_cycle

Material

Maps