i thought about my sister and how she always wanted to live in Paris and now she’s never going to. and if i don’t do this now, i don’t think i ever will.
i don’t know. i will figure something out.
i love you but i want to do this and this is important to me.
I don’t want to wake up one day and wonder “what would it have been like if I went to Japan?”
I always play it safe and I can’t do it anymore.
The time in our life to do crazy shit is winding down.
i don’t want to wake up one day and see that window is already closed.