If you ask me one thing I would like to buy that can’t be bought... that thing is time. Time to learn more things, time to get deep into what I love. Time so the pressure wouldn’t be so heavy. I don’t know who determinated our life schedule, by which age and number we have to start working, how our studies have to end fast, and how we must rush into decisions that will define our lifetime on this Earth. Seems like we are all this terrified of death that we spend every second running through life and when we look back, will we be happy with our results? Will I be proud of myself? I am an overthinker, sure. But if the answer to these questions turn to be “no”, I want to be able to comfort myself with the thought “I tried”, I want to let myself be sure that I went full for it, I gave it all. I was doubted, questioned, judged by the ones I love, I was called a selfish, a lazy and irresponsible person. But I still held my head high to my biggest purpose, to my desire, my beautiful passions. Mostly, I stayed true to who I am and wanted to be. May the time be gentle with us. May we enjoy and cherish every single part of it.
