The another skin
Coming back to myself
I feel the heaviness of the mask
The skin that before was soft and flexible
Constrict my inner self
I breathe again,
Trying to get used to its material
The unfamiliarity of this capsule,
Its heaviness and restrictions
Still bothers me
I carry it without knowing exactly what it is
Without knowing if it really belongs to me
Is this what I am?
What am I?
Who am I?
Photos Ricardo Coimbra
Espoo, Finland 2016