I had this concept in my mind. I kept thinking that after I finish my
studies, graduate with my Masters I will come back to who I was before,
doing all the things I liked to do and all the things I came to think I
would like to do once I have time.
However, ever since I failed
that f*king huge exam for the last time, I had nothing but time to think about life,
universe and everything, you know, nothing but time. So I came to the
startling realisation that in fact, I won't be rebuilding myself to the
girl I used to be, oh no. That girl was just a girl, barely adult, full
of dreams and promises of the Great Futures and what not. But I didn't
do anything of consequence, I didn't do most of the things I kept
thinking of going „back to“. There are only the things I picked up on
the way.
So now, with infinite time on my hands (well, we all know
it's not infinite, it's rather unpleasantly finite, but bear with me), I
can only try an build myself, to do what I always (or in the past nine
years) wanted to do.
Wish me luck.
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