Omoide Poroporo is a japanese expression meaning "diffusing a memory drop after drop"
I usually find it hard to speak about myself. I always stumble in the paradoxes of «who am I ?».
In terms of factual information, I surely appear to be the most well informed person about my own self. But as soon as I need to communicate about who I am, I tend to do it through filters, selecting what I want to communicate, and how I wish to do it, in accordance with my interests and sensitivity.
So what can be the objective value of the way that I picture my family and my life ?
How much does it concretely relates to reality or not ?