Adult?
I became 17
this week. 17. Such a strange number. It’s like a short stop between 2 big
things. There isn’t changing anything. Although, it feels weird to say: “I am
17.” I have lived already 17 years of my life. It feels so long but also so
short. Well I’m just going to enjoy every next year and celebrate. Acting like
an adult during the day, being a teenager during the night.