Recently I have been in a real #AmazBella mood. So, “it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift.” It is strange to look at the calm, grown-up adult woman in the mirrors. Is this really me, looking at myself? Behind, I see the shadow of a 17-year-old girl with flowing blonde hair, blue eyes, and alabaster-colored skin. Is this me too? My shadow. In this round foyer with a vaulted ceiling echoing with footsteps. Among white columns and broad staircases with soft carpets. There used to… Read More