Waking from the Same Sweet Dream

Nineteen is a good age.

The beauty of seventeen and eighteen hasn't quite faded yet.

A year has made me a little more mature, a little calmer and braver,

but also a lot less optimistic.

I think I'll carry the memories of this summer with me and keep walking forward bravely.

Core theme: A record of a stage in growing up when I keep overturning my own beliefs.