I once was prompted by my teacher, she said, young people are meant to be motivated, idealistic, and every morning is a thirst for some adventure. Recently I look at myself in the mirror and see the same person. I said "okey, nothing new to see over here" and then I move on. In my way to my destination, I drenched myself in those moments where I said, its the same me. No! I shouldn't be. I see them moving forward, and I am stuck. I'm full of dreams but I'm not a hint of result. When can I be that someone? Oh just a thought in this cold early morning.
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