12th July 2011, approximately 2:30 a.m. was the moment my adolescence ended for good. Why? The moment is as good as any other, but for me and many others of my agegroup these days are different.
For me and maybe others as well these days mark the last ones of a kind of adolescence that involved many things, getting drunk in front of some bar, calling a friend in the middle of the night because you just found out the publish date of this book you both adore, the time where you waited hours in front of a book store just to get your hands on the new book as early as possible, not caring what subject is on next day at school and rather staying at your first love's place just because it got too much at home.... . As sad as it is to see these days go, I am fairly sure I haven't done all these things for the last time, most likely neither of them in fact.
The ending of one is the beginning of another, a saying which is pretty hard to take in at first, but only because people tend to shy away from letting it sink in and exploring the new. Not knowing what will become of the future is a high factor which contributes a great deal to the feeling of anxiety when thinking of the future and it often covers the knowledge that it will be better, that everything will become alright somehow. One only has to remember the past and one knows: It will come another job, another love, possibly even a dream come true or a new chance will present itself.
yours Lexi
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