Happy roaring twenties! I am the trains I didn’t take, the decisions I postponed and the parties I decided to go to. I am the places I will not forget, and all the people I could have been and I am not.
I am a dream (for someone), I am my own dream and cloud.
Candy cotton mornings, sunrises on the rooftops, life is sometimes the best plans and sometimes the absence of them. Order and chaos. Sometimes silence, sometimes noise.
We have each other, and we will always will. We are intertwined lives, like the red thred of fate, the real one. What luck of ours, what luck of mine.
Happy new year, happy new life.
Live it to the fullest.