Then.

I wish I was young again. Back to being that age of feeling nothing short of happy without a hint of worry. These days everything matters. Everything needs proper or thorough more like, thought. Every step, every decision, every conversation, every word, every sentence, every feeling or lack thereof. Some days are obviously easier and well , some days aren’t.

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