Looking at My own Reflection

What is going on! I'm afraid to sleep, because time passed by without me even noticing it. Just today while packing my luggage and going trough old forgotten, dusty boxes.. I found my diaries, notebooks, old photos. I've changed so much, my life changed even more! Reading lines, once written by me is like looking at the reflection that faded away long time ago.
Not afraid of changes, but also, not so keen to go through the process of making things happen on the way to success.

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