Adult?

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.