The road with no name
11 December
Suddenly it occurred to me that I must write my own biography. Like from the very beginning, starting with the earliest memories. Desribe all the beautiful things, pivotal moments that happened to me and put down all chaotic and meaningless memories living in my head rent free.

No, I am not a celebrity and will never be. My life won't ever pique anybody's interest, except for the closest people. But! I am almost 30, and I understand that I will eventually forget so much. There are things I want to forget, but there are many more, so many more that I don't.

Actually, my life is a wonder. A story with so many plot twists, so many incredible characters who taught me a lot. Although I am down in the dumps now, this retrospect could be so damn helpful.

Also. I will have kids one day. I personally would love to have a chance to peek into my parents' past. What they were thinking about when they were young? Who influenced them? When did their life took fateful turns? I think when I have kids I will write about their childhood, too. About all goofy and touching moments. I will keep their handmade stuff, letters and paintings, just like my mum did. Now we can keep it all in a digital way, which is cool. So apart from my bio, I will start writing theirs. Isn't it a TRULY fantastic idea? To remember it all. To remember all that makes us what we are.
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