Today one of my friends told me I'd be a shit psychologist, counseller or any type of caring person. She said that I'd be a good diva-ish actress, or evil journalist but nobody she'd want caring for her.
How does this make you feel?
Note: maybe I shouldn't blog (or comment on other blogs...) when I'm tired. Anyway, this is a photo I took just over a year ago at an art event in Turkey. The theme was 'war'. I thought it was quite apt but I'm not entirely sure why.