just dreaming

just nineteen

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Having just turned 19, she is now sitting alone, the memories of the party still vivid in her mind. She lies on the soft armchair in a little black lace hanger and a small slip, her legs slightly crossed and her head leaning back as if she were dreaming. The fabric of the little hanger feels cool and delicate on her skin, a fine, barely perceptible weight that emphasizes her lightness and youthfulness. It is simple, and yet it highlights exactly what makes this moment so special: her light-heartedness, her curiosity, her delicate beauty bathed in the warm light of the room. Thoughts of her birthday night return again and again. She sees the faces of her friends in front of her, the shining eyes, the congratulations and hugs, the sparkle of the candles on the cake, the laughter that filled the air. It was an evening when she felt truly grown up for the first time – no longer the girl of yesterday, but a young woman ready to discover the world and unfold herself. Now, in the silence, the emotions are more intense, almost tangible. She feels the crackle of anticipation under her skin, the quiet tingling of a world that is open to her. In her mind, she can already see herself traveling – strolling through the streets of a foreign city, immersed in the early morning light, the world still half asleep, while she is awake and full of anticipation. She imagines seeing the sea, really seeing it for the first time, not just as a vacation tourist, but as someone who feels the moment in its depths. The gentle waves, the sound, the feeling of sand underfoot, the endless expanse of the horizon – she wants to capture this moment for herself, as a memory that will last forever. She dreams of adventures, of summer evenings in foreign countries, of chance encounters that make her heart beat faster. In her dreams, she dances on a cobbled street in a Spanish city while the sound of a guitar echoes through the night. She feels the rhythm of the music, the warmth of a hand holding her own, the laughter on her face that is as natural as if she had never been any other way. She is ready to experience everything, to feel everything – the highs, the lows, the happiness and also the pain that often makes life so incomparably intense. But in this moment, in this quiet, gentle atmosphere, she lets herself be carried by the present. The little lace pendant, which barely conceals anything, feels like a breath on her skin, a reminder of the fragility and beauty of youth. She feels vulnerable and strong at the same time, aware of her own power of attraction, her inner strength and her knowledge that she is exactly at the point in life where anything is possible. Yes, she is ready. Ready to make mistakes, ready to lose herself and find herself anew, ready to love and let herself be loved. She is ready for the unknown, the tempting, the beautiful and the difficult. Her smile, a little dreamy, a little knowing, reflects this certainty.

Because in this moment, alone with herself, she knows exactly that life with all its possibilities lies ahead of her – and she is ready to live it to the full.