We live in a world of seven billion cliches.
What made it easier, was the fact that the entire building was suffering and not me singularly. It's better to suffer as a community, that's what my survival instinct says.
n a world where being a woman is treated lke an excuse, we spend all year trying to fit into the man's world and proving to them that we can do what they do, never asking the same of them.
Here I am fulfilling a childish dream through an adult ambition.