My First Letter on My 20s

I am writing this letter in the first day of my 20s.

I am a spontaneous person who always has a backup plan in my head. I am also an emotional person, like a wave in the ocean. My level of emotionality can change from 1 to 100 (I have my own scale).

But it’s incredible. Life in the moment. Joy, tears in a minute, then laughter for the next 5 minutes. That’s what life is. The life of happy people. The life of happy moments.

I try everything and always without regrets. I don’t expect anything, but I appreciate everything. Someone will say: don’t do it, don’t try it, think about it. But I wouldn’t be me if I listened to everyone. So I accept challenges or create them myself. I have a huge amount of things that have happened to me. Stories to tell. Experiences to share. I have a desire to live most of my events again.

Every minute of my being fill my life. Being here and now. People around me. Thoughts in my head. Ideas on paper. Places I’ve visited. Photos on my phone. Poems in a notebook. Events in memories. Warmth in the soul. And heartbeat.

The beating of my heart, which cherishes every second of my life. Do you feel it? I’m happy. Happy because I feel this way. All the arteries that go from the heart. Every vein that goes to the heart. The pulse of the heart. The pulse of life. The connection between the heart and the brain. The energy that fills me from the inside out.

Wonderful people around me, something that everyone needs. And I have it.

Achieving goals. Setting your own boundaries. The choices we make every day. Every day is a day I want to live again.

Live your life to the fullest with open wings. And take off with happiness. Not in a dream, but in reality!