
When we were little sometimes we pretended as an adult, have a job, and dress like it. We dreamed of how exciting it is to go to the office and after that whenever someone asked about our dream job we would answer it passionately because we thought we understand it fully. As the time goes, that dream job seems to be fading away and sometimes we gave up. Why it was so clear and easy back then? I missed those times when I knew what I want to do. Now it's like I have lost a little bit passion of some things in my life. Image with words from PRJ photos.
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