Twenty-one.
Contrary to the famous clothing line, which girls go gaga for, I will not be Forever 21. Nobody will be. We can only savor it for 365 days and then another year will start then another and another, until we reach death.
Twenty-one.
At this point of one's life, what shall one do? For an average being, one can finish a degree and find a source of living. Moving out from your generous parents is a bold step, but why not? Manage your life at this young and fruitful age. Work all day, then party like there is no tomorrow. Meet new friends, explore different places, eat unhealthy food, and drink yourself to sleep. You are at the peak of everyone's dream. You are the pilot and the destination is at your command.
Twenty-one.
Disappointments do happen and some dreams have expiration dates attached on them. You either live the moment and disregard the future or fret about tomorrow and kill the fun of today. The choices are a no brainer because you can have the moment, the future, the today and the tomorrow rolled in one. Juggle them to make your dreams happen before they expire. You can always try to be one step ahead of things.
Twenty-one.
It is funny that 365 days can feel like eternity. The constant rush it brings you seem to be endless. Doors of opportunities, wells of knowledge, and roads of experience fill the air you breathe. There is so much more waiting for you to be discovered. It is as though Buzz Lightyear got stuck up with his, "To infinity and beyond!"
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Have you gathered yourself up?
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