Stupid Little Things

When I was in High-school/Lycée, the most important thing for me was the Premiersexamen. At that moment and in that time, that was the only thing that mattered. Or so I thought. When I was in Uni, it was the same. Writing and defending my bachelor-work seemed to be the most important thing, ever. I would lose sleep over these things and stress like a crazy person. But now, they seem so little, so stupid, so trivial.
Maybe this is what it means to grow up, grow old or even grow wiser…


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