“Bring me back to my youth”– you hope.
In youth, you grow in your belief.
And as you are, you are raised to chase the twinkle in your eyes.
To surpass all boundaries, as you are encouraged to do the impossible.
You are spoon-fed and grown –grown out of your initial wants. Continue reading “Of Broken Mirrors, Of Broken Dreams: The Unfolding Reflection. A Creative Piece On The Illusion of Aging, Passion, and Time.”