Today I turned 23. My older brother turned 37. We were born on the same day. 6th of December. I always get confused if it's about age. If I'd have to live this life again, I'd change things, but not important things that may affect my entire life. I would be more open from the very beginning. I would be more optimistic, look at the things as they are and as they happen to me. People say it's easy to live good. I say it's hard to find your way. The best way to fit in the society. To be loved. To love your life. I thought days before that I won't get too many messages, wishes and any good words for my birthday, cause as you're getting away from your old 'friends', not from every but some, you're getting forgotten. I discovered some people in my life who did that to me even if I still remembered them. So it goes...
Today I've got a birthday message from Idaho. From Chicago...and also severel others from Hungary. Quite much. And the most interesting point that I got more than a year ago. Much more. I say it's because I'm more open, more friendly and gazing to know a buncs of new people every single day. I think it's the good way.
