I don't know what I want. And I don't know what I don't want.

Even the slightest doubts seem to cast shadows on the current reality.

When you look back at your life, sometimes it seems as if you jump from one life to another and that the life you lived once before can in no way be the same life you are living now, but another life, like one in the movies or that of a friend that you would like to spend just one day in. Some memories are not so long ago yet they are still covered with that dream-like film that makes it seem as if you could have never been the one to experience them. You hardly remember the person you were at that time. But you remember that all in all, those days were good, as good as the days you have now. But there is something different about the past, something that you no longer have. Maybe it is a certian freedom, a certian knowledge inside yourself. And as hard as you try to grow- even to grow up- there is something about those times past that call to you as much as you know that today is in so many ways better than those other days...