Time flies by so fast. There is not a day that goes by without me being reminded of how fast time goes by. Birthdays after birthdays, year after year. I've almost forgotten how things felt like back then, yet, I know I'm missing something. I don't even feel like I've grown up much. I don't feel ready to do the things I thought, back then, that I'd be ready to do now.
I am both scared and excited about the future... but I'm mostly scared.
"She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum." - Jonathan Safran Foer
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