I missed the old hippie that always gives high fives to everybody. The kid that always hangs out for free coffee. The geek that reads books in bookshops until closing. The dreamer that never stopped dreaming. The artist that never stopped at life no matter what **** comes in. Today I missed the old self that I was once in.
Gradually been overtaking bigger challenges in life. Going through one of the longest commitment as being human. I used to be young and fun. Can't fully believe that I' fall for life's tiny hacks into turning me as a boring version of my cool self.