Posted in Quick Thoughts

Growing Up…

The uncanny part of growing up is the gradual realization of the silly mistakes committed in the arrogance of youth and the immaturity of childhood; with the additional pain that everything now is frozen in time, part of a distant by-gone era which is impossible to revisit.

Sometimes, however, this bittersweet pain of nostalgia and repentance is accompanied by an inexplicable feeling of satisfaction (of being grown up now) and a sense of hope for better future.


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