I have always been 'aunty' in the first definition, but today I am also an 'aunt'.
There are two things I haven't experienced in my life till now that the majority might have felt at some point, one is inspiration and the other is Chickenpox.
With my headphones on my head I'm moving forward, one day at a time.
Now in this city I live in a lonelyhood of numerous ambitious people, some like me, some very different from me but all of us questioning our presence.
This is what adult life is, right? A pigeonhole existence, and nomadic presence.