Three more on the list.

Well, that escalated quickly.

It's that time of the year again. I may have to consult my old friend, the GoW. She's been around for about 12 years, maybe more. She used to tell me the truth about life and about myself. There's many things I wouldn't have learnt if it weren't for her. And now she seems to be gone and I cannot find her around. Maybe that's because the fun part is about to end now. I'm turning 25 and so I'm not safe any more. These are the days I might die. No more protection.
A ten years younger version of me would kill me right away. I haven't achieved a thing and now I'm telling myself that it's not about achievement. How easy of me to say. Unfortunately, this doesn't work for the more important issues. So death has to be taken into consideration and when the day comes that I cannot take any more, I shall go. There's another lesson to be spread first, though: An unbreakable heart is not worth having. Cheers.