Times they are a-changin'

Meet me in my space.

This might as well become the last picture of me in my twenties. The last couple of days and especially today i notice an increasing feeling of nostalgia. And these feelings are the result of me making all this up in my mind, because i attach importance to numbers (uh oh, i do this day in day out - it's my job). I will jump into a new demographical category, this is huge. One bar up the ladder of the age pyramid. Now at last i become a grown-up, don't i? The early years seem long gone. So i intensely observe this day, staying aware to the moments and the passing of time, and what's going on inside. There, the inner rebel is struggling - i hold on, i am young, i am eternal, i am forever, i am ju. [pronounce 'you' ;)]