Sixteen years passed in a blink of an eye.
Unknowingly, I have discovered that my reading career is probably coming to an end. Whether it was brilliant and glorious without regrets or dark and muddy with regrets may only be known after writing it down and thinking carefully.
When I want to pick up the pen to write, I hold my pen firmly in place. Let's start with a sentence you like - when we were young, we should not miss the good times.