Being born and brought up in my hometown till the end of my college, all I ever wanted to come out of my shell and explore the world out. I was desperate to move on from my already established happy world. . . . . I wanted to try all new opportunities, try out living alone, making decisions all by myself, meeting people and basically all grown up stuff. . . . I am not complaining right now but I just realised that while doing and wanting all grown up stuff, living out is very confusing. There are times when I feel lonely where I just want coffee with my old friends, times where I am sick and want my mom's hand on my forehead, times I miss singing along with my dad, times when I miss gossiping with my grandparents about the world and people, times where I was playing games with my little cousins who btw all grown up now too, times where letting parents make all the decisions like what to eat, where to go, what to do and etc. so basically miss having simpler times. Oh how mu...
An amateur writer using her insomniac mind to make one legible journal.