I wish that we remembered that our lives are ours.
We can make any choice at any time.
You could hug a stranger,
confess your love to your best friend,
eat an extra candy bar,
dance in the street,
learn to juggle,
ask for a stranger to tell you their story
call an old friend you haven’t talked to in a while,
bake yourself three dozen cookies and eat them all,
read your favorite book for the hundredth time,
drive until you run out of gas,
watch a sunset,
try scuba diving,
plant a garden.
Your life is yours.
You decide how it goes and when it ends.
We do not have to be stuck at a desk until we’re an adult and then in a job that makes us miserable until we die.
As for me, I would rather be a homeless woman with stories to tell and a smile on my face and a world I can truly appreciate than be a person who walks home from the office miserably, the same way as every day, just to sit in an empty home, full of depressed memories and broken dreams.
Do what makes you happy.
You choose your life.