The twenties
The ever elusive trick to living your best life as a young adult in your twenties
It's fast. Really fast. I couple of years back, I was 21. Live looked great. There were plenty of opportunities before me - exchange programmes, sports programmes and plenty of friends crawling around campus. Fast forward a couple of years and life looks a little less great. Don't get me wrong, I'm still exploring and trying to thrive, but anxiety coupled with the ongoing pandemic isn't helping much. I can't help but shake of that feeling that somewhere out there the life that I was meant to live beckons.
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