Sentimentality comes to me every year

I’m turning 20 in eight days and now I’m feeling nostalgic. I miss being

fifteen and innocent,

sixteen and learning,

seventeen and getting there,

eighteen and being free.

I miss the simplicity of high school, waking up at 6:30 everyday, going to school, hanging out with my friends then going home. I miss knowing that even if I don’t try, I’m going to survive.

I miss being on top of the world, instead of desperately trying to climb up.

So now the clock is ticking, and I’m trying to do all the things that I’ve always planned to do but never got the chance to. I’m tired, exhausted and streched out to the extremes but I know that it’s all going to be worth it.

I may have been side-tracked and distracted for a while then but mark my words, I am going to look back in my life and not regret a single thing. It’s never too late to start living.