September (when I was young)

When I was young, I almost loved this period of the year.
And for young I mean 6-11 years old.
At that age, I loved studing. I loved going to school every morning, I loved new lined/arithmetic exercise books, I loved new pens, new rubber, the smell of new books, I loved using every year the same fountain pen (and I still write with it!), my white smock. I loved painting. And playing my flute.
I loved meeting my friends and playing with them.
I loved staying outside and playing playing playing, no matter mosquitos, no matter if I got dirty, I rode my bicycle and create fantastic stories. I didn't care about nothing.
I even had a boyfriend. Of course we didn't talk one each other, but I had one.
Oh childhood, you were such a great time!

Via Pinterest

And I will love to see that day

Today was my last day at the firm.
Soon I'm going to start another internship with another firm.
But today, thank to all of you and to my Mr, I feel very fine. I'm tired but fine.
I exactly know what really metters for me, and to be honest, it's not work. I think work will be an important part of my life, but not my life.
When I was young and thought of an "older" version of me (27/28 years), I imagined myself not in this point of my life. In my dreams, I should have had a work, a lovely man, and I should have being probably expecting a child.
Well, I have a lovely man.
And a  LOT of plans for my future. A lot of hope, of dreams, of adventures, of people that I can meet, of places that I want to visit. When I was young I didn't think about these things.
But, do you wanna know?
They are the best part of my life. (Of course, each one includes Mr)
I think I could never ask for more.

When I was young

When I was young, the 1st day of November, to me, was the first day of winter.
We put on our brand new jackets, then we went to cemetery to say "hello" to our loved ones, and, when evening came, we went to my grandparents to stay with my uncles, aunts and cousins.

Me, when I was a young girl

But in 2000 something has changed. My daddy is flown up in the sky, and since that year, on 1st November I don't like to put on new jacket and go to cemetery.
That's why yesterday I took a walk in "my" park, I saw my friends, and I went to my grandpapa to stay a little bit with him!
And the evening I saw "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory", but as usually I fell asleep.

PS: Thank to my smartphone, I can tell you that I love this song