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At 18, you’re full of hope. Even when life hits you with its gut-wrenching realities time and again, like when you watch that street dog gets beaten to death, or when you don’t score as much on some important test, or when some really precious people in your life slip through your hands; hope is something your soul desperately holds on to. You manage to find hope in the tiniest of things, like in one of those sweets that your dad gets you from his business trip, or in the rush of adrenaline you get walking on the streets at dusk while “Another one bites the dust” plays in the background.

If I could write a letter to my sleep maintenance department stating how my sleep needs repair and business consultation – I would. Because clearly, it has forgotten its prime function – its working hours. Under stress or under the usual circumstance, 2-4 am in the break time. I am not really sure why you see. If I have to dig in, there are so many reasons why I have this weird sleep cycle. What if this is the new normal?

Today I am sitting in a park, children are playing baseball in the background, their parents are watching over them, there is this old couple sitting on a bench and talking to each other, and there is a girl who has brought her dog for a walk, there’s a group of friends who are just chilling over there in the corner.

Life after 18 comes to you like a gush of cold wind right at your face. It might be something you didn’t expect but now you gotta deal with it, face to face.

Be where you are, not where you think you should be.

You are the sky, Everything else is just the weather. ✨

The way you speak to yourslef, Matters !

Wherever you are, Be there totally. ☘️

If it's out of your hands, It deserves reedom from your mind too.

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