What would be my next move?
Maybe the clouds can tell, or should I ask the wind. I’m not yet pretty sure, I feel a bit of confuse but one thing I know is that life the perfect summer, the sky will be clear, the sun will still rise, the warmness will still be felt.
I’m yet to figure out what I really want, I have a lot of things on my mind, I am still analysing myself, who I am and what makes me happy.
Maybe this summer will tell me, I know I am getting there. I am almost there.