(c) Ben White

Mid-twenties are a strange age, or let me say, a strange place to be. On the one hand, you want still be a teenager who only has fun, but on the other, you want to be a grown-up who has his/her life put together.

Which path should you choose?


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On Sundays, some people have breakfast in the afternoon. Maybe a significant other brought a mug of hot coffee to bed and turned on TV to watch a National Geography to look for inspiration for summer destinations. Maybe someone had problems with getting up because of too many margaritas, mojitos or tequila shots on Saturday night, and only meowing cat forced to leave a cozy bed and give some food to a furry friend. Maybe an interesting book feeds more than pancakes with strawberry jam, and a stomach starts asking for something to eat only when the last page of the book is turned over. But some of us, for instance, me, gets up early on Sunday morning, drinks her coffee and thinks about all these things that happened this year. Can you believe that April comes to an end? I cannot, but I learnt a lot.

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It’s strange how desperate craving for life might appear during the darkest mornings and quietest nights. You may find yourself crying on the bathroom floor and counting the years how long have you been participating this activity. The fear that years might turn into decades might get you goosebumps. Then you feel tired. Tired of all these years. You may feel the desperate need to stop it, or at least find another bathroom floor. It has to stop. You have to end it.

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The right time

There’s no such as thing as perfect timing. Time is never right or wrong; only we can make it good or bad. The right time is a non-existent and misleading concept created by those who needed an excuse for not doing something. Sadly, those who tend to delay, are always too busy or wait for the miracle gladly accepted it. Believing in destiny is not a bad thing if it’s combined with an action plan. If not, sitting and waiting for the perfect time is just a waste of life. Who wants to sit on the sofa and what how his or her life just passes by? We will never be as young as we are this moment.

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