My birthday's coming up soon! Twenty-one years. It seems surreal to think years have passed this fast. Last few months I haven't had much time to post nor scroll social media. I haven't had time to be in touch with almost anyone. I have taken time for myself. After long time of pointless drifting in Paris, I came back to Italy to clear my mind. To listen what I really want. And I have realized lot. I have grew mentally. I have become one with myself. With the universe. I have stopped complaining and started being grateful. Listening my heart and its voice.
I have done so much in two decades; Travelled around the world, alone and with friends. Met soulmates. Fell in love. Broke my heart. Saw the sunrises and sundowns with loved ones. Danced untill the morning. Lived in 5 different countries. Moved alone to Paris. Brought my family to here. Went to New York alone and made friends in Bronx and Harlem. Got robbed in Rio de Janeiro. Stayed in a favela. Sung in public. Kissed in a rain. Lived in Italy. Found home. Had tears of happiness and sadness. Lived by the sea, meditated, and found peace. Got lost in Russia. Partied 3 weeks in Malta with my girls. Lived in a slum in Argentina. Learned 6 languages. Studied 4 more. Played sports. Won two medals in finnish championships. Danced hip hop and ballet. Took a nap at the beach in a Nizza. Smiled to people passing by. Took a photo with a tiger and held a crocodile in my hands. Said farewells to loved ones. Was blessed with 3 other great families besides my blood one.
Tried stuff I thought I'd never try. Found my passion. Worked in three different jobs at a same time in high school. Graduated with good grades. Wrote poems. Took 2 tattoos in secret. Worked as a model. and made clothes. Saw sunrise. Run 10km in 55 minutes. Stopped eating animals. Met celebrities and realized they're just like the rest of us. Cut my hair short and dyed it blonde. Learned to love Mondays. Kissed a girl. Slept in a boat in Amsterdam. Saw Cristo Redentor. Let go of people with the different path. Felt the earthquake. Red a book in foreign language. Gave food for several homeless person. Spoke with them. Went to festivals. Realized the beauty both inside and out of me. Writing to publish a book. Found my own belief. Started to appreciate my parents so much more. Spend the whole Sunday in bed. Had the blessing to witness my two baby siblings to be born.
I am not afraid to turn 21. In fact, I am more than excited to celebrate it, as it shows my growth and where all my decisions and actions have brought me. I don't consider myself older, but instead one year wiser. I have been in this beautiful planet Earth one year more, in this continuous spiritual journey. It's time to say goodbye to my lovely Italy again and start a new chapter - new time period - by moving to Berlin next week. So here it is - cheers to the twenties, to the 21st birthday - the time you awake, appreciate and find your true self.
