tymeless

A couple of days ago, I was looking at some friend's photos from a few months back. I felt this sudden feeling of envy. I was envious of what she was doing. So maybe I was also somewhat involved, considering what I was doing during that time, but what I was doing felt safe. It wasn't what I really wanted.

I guess it's because with what I had chosen to do, I had guaranteed myself a project. Something to do. It was a safe choice.

I don't want to play safe like that anymore. Like I had told Betty and Opa, next year's going to be different. Go go go for it.