I am about to admit something that no self-respecting young person would confess to. Sometimes I feel like I am old; sometimes I feel like I am too young to know anything - at 26, I am having a quarter-life crisis.
I attended the July 1 protests, braving the rain to observe the scene in Victoria Park. It was exciting to be in a place where civic engagement was energetic, especially when compared with my experience of living in democratic countries where politics is treated with either apathy or frustration.