I can’t explain it in words yet, but inside I already have this strange premonition of change. As if old thoughts, old experiences, even some people are gradually left somewhere behind. And although it’s a little scary to admit it, at the same time there is a lightness.

Sometimes endings are not about loss. They are about the moment when you can no longer remain the same person you were before.

I notice how my desires, my views, even my attitude towards myself are changing.☺️

I guess that’s what growing up feels like.
Or is this old age? hahaha😜
Tati💋