I turned 29 a couple of days ago. It was the first time (in 29 years) that I woke up feeling old.
I am old in paper (maybe a little in appearance haha) but young in experiences, and that's what bums me out. My years are numbered. I haven't experienced much. Well, I have experienced heartaches and hearbreaks..crazy college party nights...giving birth (twice) and all the craziness that comes after birth like actually taking care of someone else from washing poop and vomit, rocking to sleep, pacifying all the crying and shouting, sleepless nights and days..and much more haha! But is it enough? Can I confidently say that I can die right now and I wouldn't have any regrets?! I don't think so! Far from it! I need to see the world! Experience the world! I don't even know how to drive a car or ride a bike! How the hell am I supposed to get myself to places?! Haha!
So, with this post, I start my project 30.
Details soon. Maybe in next post. I'm late for work haha!
Ciao!
:-)
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