childhood vs. adulthood
i remember being young, and the day that my mom told me i had to start dressing myself in the mornings for school.
this is was difficult for me, because every morning i relied on her for dressing me, without me having to move a single finger.
i know that this was maybe the first independent thing i have ever done in my life. that it was nessecary to dress myself, so i can grow, and move forward in life. to take what i know, and use it to benifit me towards the ever constant future.
it's amazing how that memory was stored in my head for this specifict moment in my life. that being single, independent can having reaping rewards later, even now. now i have time for myself to become the blooming flower i've always wanted to be, to explore endless possibilities to descover who i am.
and nothing can hold me back,