Unlearning is the hardest lesson to learn as an adult. To understand that the path, the vision, the principles I chose in life were wrong all along.
It's the part where I realize I only got older, but never really grew up.
A pruning, some would say. A part of life where you discard even the good twigs growing in the wrong direction, to make sure you bloom to where the sun's rays reach better.
An unsure sliver of hope for a better tomorrow.
