EP10: The fear of growing up!
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One day you wake up… and you’re 23. Or 25. Or 27. And suddenly everything feels like it’s moving too fast , too far, without waiting for you to catch up. You start missing something, and the funny part is… you don’t even know what it is. It’s not a person. It’s not a place. It’s a feeling. A feeling of being younger , when everything was new, when the smallest moments felt big, when late-night talks in hostel meant everything, when laughing about nothing felt like the universe’s biggest gift. Summer vacations felt endless. Life felt slower, lighter and softer. And suddenly, here you are, wanting all of that again ~ not the people, not the places ; but the aliveness in the little things. The way life felt before it started slipping through your fingers. I’m 23 right now… and I fear how quickly time is passing. Everyone around me seems to be running faster than I ever could. Maybe I’m being left behind. Maybe I’m too slow. And then I think about my childhood version , the one who d...