So here we are making plans.
I am not very good at being hopeful. My fright makes it hard for me to think of the future. If I do not know for certain what the exact details are, I'd rather not think about it at all. Sometimes I am so scared that I just peek at it, almost like I'm worried I will jinx it.
I am not very good at being hopeful. My fright makes it hard for me to think of the future. If I do not know for certain what the exact details are, I'd rather not think about it at all. Sometimes I am so scared that I just peek at it, almost like I'm worried I will jinx it.
I used to be confident about what I wanted and where I wanted to be. Then, a decade later, one realises that one is nothing like the dream one had had for oneself. It made me stop and evaluate my so-called plans. Do we really have control over what is to come?
But here we are making plans of castles and gardens and mini-mes and puppies. You're making me dream again.
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