Just in a brink, I'm hitting the Big 2. Cant possibly imagine 2 decades of my life has just passed in a flash of lightning. Thinking deeply to my thoughts, I asked myself, Who is that girl I see staring straight at the mirror?" "Had I been the 'Caroline' that I always dreamt of?" or "Am I still the childlike girl trapped in a adult body, doing some soul searching?"
Dozen of questions of the future flooded my mind and blurs my vision. My little conscience said, "Take one step at a time! For today, celebrate your day being 20."
Why am I afraid of that two-digit? Bring it on, 20!!
