I find myself missing the warm summer days of my youth, the anticipation as school came to an end. Days felt longer, morning train rides felt like the calm before the storm; an escape from reality I found solace in.
Back when $1.99 coffees and comforting conversations brought me such joy.
Growing restless in class but savouring each moment, as you became more aware then ever moments like these would come to an end. So we just sit back and reminisce until the day we can recount and relive the nostalgia once again.
JE LEEST
Growing Pains
PoëzieA raw and uncomfortably honest reflection on what adulting is really like, from the perspective of a naive 20 something year old.
