Is there an age in your life you would relive
If I could relive any age in my life, it would be 18.
I was finishing my senior year of high school, living in that rare space where responsibilities hadn’t fully arrived yet, but freedom was just starting to unfold. There’s something magical about being young enough to be naïve to the weight of adulthood, yet old enough to feel your world expanding. My days were simple…school, easy senior-year classes, weekend plans, and working at the local skating rink. I’d stay late after shifts just to spend extra time with my boyfriend or hang out with my bestfriend. My grandparents had finally loosened the reins a bit, so I was going out more, testing the edges of independence.
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