19/08/2026
I don’t want to reach 80 and realize I spent my whole life waiting for the “right time.”
I want to remember the little things.
The spontaneous adventures.
The people I loved.
The places I got lost in.
The sunsets I stayed for.
The moments that made absolutely no sense on paper, but meant everything to me.
Maybe I won’t have the biggest career.
But I want to have stories.
So many stories that one day I can sit with my grandchildren and say:
“Let me tell you about the time…”
And know that I didn’t just build a life.
I lived one. 🤍