Having been watching myself lately, realizing how simply my mind works. If I like him, I stay. If I don’t, I run (literally – run). Should have stayed and explained things and acted like a mature adult but just couldn’t help it. Leaving him with no signs, no prior warnings, not even a goodbye. Still astonished at how I can surprise others with my intuitive natures. Lol.
It’s the first day of my month. I have long believed I have just reached my 20. Not 21. Not 22. Absolutely not 23. Just 20, last year, this year and next year. Ages are just numbers. There will certainly be a day when I realize I am old, when I’m 30. But before that day, I will still be 20. I’m not GETTING old. I’m young now, and then I’m old. There’s nothing in between. That’s what I’d love to believe.
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