"You moved countries, how come you're scared of using a hammer?"
My dear, moving countries wasn't scary. Scary would have been staying. I ran away from a hammer once and now I'm doing this again, that's all.
Back home, everything was a reflection of me. Everyone seemed to have a better opinion on who I was and today I bought a mirror but I don't wanna hang it. I don't need to see how much I've changed to believe it, but some things remain the same...
I still just can't use a hammer.
