A very dear friend told me that one is really awake only when unconscious.
This vision left a deep impression on me. To what extent what we keep buried transforms our perception and what we are? It becomes philosophical.
Here, I give free rein to my unconscious: in a line I ireprsent myself, the game seems obvious but is far from it.
First I prepare myself, analyze the structure of my profile to free my line, my productive self.
In one stroke I represent myself.