It is said that when you realise how perfect everything is, you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky; when you let go of the rules and reasons that condition how you live, you will see all beauty and possibility of life. People spend their lives not doing what they love on the bet that they can buy themselves the freedom to do it later. We work jobs we hate so that we can buy shit we don’t need.
We are all living in reverse; we all think that we have time. Life is so fragile; it is so coincidental that we even exist, just tiny puffs of stardust riding along on the universe’s giant tapestry. And so, holding onto my one true belief that everything is as it should be, that everything happens for a reason, I am going on an adventure. With a friend at my side, my belongings in a bag, and no plan (or clue), I’ve got my head back and I’m giggling, hoping that I end up where I want to be.