Maybe i'd be smiling from ear to ear with my husband-to-be by my side.
Maybe i'd be smiling sadly with my apartment with cats, all alone.
Maybe i'd be abroad, doing something really productive and meeting loads of new people.
Maybe i'd be on a cliff, just swinging my legs at the edge, feeling the wind blow on my face. Maybe i'd be backstage with Justin Bieber, consoling him on his bad day.
Maybe i'd be someone completely different.
Maybe, maybe i'd be happy."
I wrote this on March 4th, 2015.
Maybe, maybe i'd be happy."
I wrote this on March 4th, 2015.
Guess what? None of the above came true HAHA. Perhaps i could say that i am much happier now as compared to where i was but that's it.
I don't know who needs to hear this but i've been way over the Justin Bieber phase.
Also, we're still in a pandemic. I can't even chill by a random cliff.
It's funny how i actually think 5 years is how long it takes for something big to happen.
I'll check in again in another 5 perhaps.
I'll be 30 then.
That actually scares me.