Can it be possible that our dreams are reality's way of telling us that life doesn't have to be boring, or scheduled, or full of routine, but that the possibilities are endless and that life is just waiting for us to take the first step?
I'm not going to let them decide what my life will look like
I'm going to take more pictures than shortcuts
I am going to laugh in inappropriate situations
I'm going to drive just because
I'm going on an adventure everyday
I'm going to live my dreams