Dear all, who are reading this, especially IXXJs (Myers-Briggs Type Indicator, this is mine).
As tomorrow will be another hard day and I was wondering where the hell had I been taking energy from, my thoughts fluently got from the first love memories and crazy carefree summers to some pink-philosophy.
As a teen you have a head full of dreams and ideals but the older you get, the less seriously you take some situations. Why get exited, why having a bad mood? You'd better take care of yourself, enjoy the lemonade at a terrace and don't be alone.
What a wonderful summer!