An Echo from the Past

Yesterday I was like a squirrel running inside her funny wheel. It simply means I was really busy. And then dog-tired to type anything. I just touched my best friend – my sweet pillow and flew into my dreams where I am free of chasing reality.

In the evening I was holding an echo from my university past. It was real. I felt it in my fingers. It was a journal with scientific articles I received by post. One of my articles was there. The one I wrote in 2010 while graduating. Truly speaking I was writing it under some hectic pressure since I was preparing for my state exams. But it made me feel warm to read it now. Two years later. My dad could hardly believe I wrote such “intelligent” things. I think his eyes were shining with joy while reading the article.

I’m grateful for overcoming my university challenges. I’m grateful for the university past that will always stay a lively sunray in my heart. My past is the door I won’t be able to open again. It’s tightly closed. The keys are lost forever. But I am happy to peep at the keyhole. I am going forward. No idea what I am going to see behind the doors of my future. I hope I’ll feel the wind of happiness blowing in my hair there!