I’m 23 now. How quickly time passes! And the truth is that a year ago I wouldn’t have imagined being where I am now. It’s been a great year in which I’ve laughed, cried, learned and lived. Let me explain…
I’ll start with the last adventure of this year: renting a flat with my boyfriend. A place to call home, and a place to fill with new stories. So many feelings are revolving inside me towards this decision, and all of them are good!
Another decision I won’t regret is getting my first tattoo. Well, my first three tattoos. Three reminders to myself that I’m strong enough to achieve whatever I want, that I have to live the present because all that matters is “nå” and a reminder of how lucky I am.
We feed deers in Dublin, drank beers under the snow in Hamburg, ride through a snowstorm in the Pyrenees, take four different trains to discover Italian cities and made a road trip in Switzerland that felt like a dream going from mountain to mountain. But what I keep in mind, is the confirmation that the most important about a journey is the company, not the destination.
And the last and more important: I spent time with my family and friends, and started taking care about myself. You know: love yourself and the others will love you the same.
I began the year with the purpose of enjoying taking photographs as I used to do. But instead of that, I found myself enjoying my life. And everything came up without trying it.
My goal for this 23rd year is to become a better person, someone to be proud of in ten years. And of course, continue enjoying every second.