It’s June 6th.

I’ve been 21 for twenty-four hours now.

And I still have this fascination over oxymorons and cliche titles. I’ve been 21 for a couple of hours now and I do not feel a tinge of maturity creeping in my veins. I realized that sometimes, you will feel 15 when you are 21. Some other days, you’d feel like 40, or 9, or 12. It’s unpredictable, really.

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