Wait for it.
I miss old friends of mine. I should make an effort and see how their life is going.
I wish my life were like an indie movie.
Traveling in some shitty car that somehow doesn’t break down.
Adventuring, figuring myself out. Falling even more in love. Staring up at the stars on the roof of my shitty car. Jumping down a waterfall.
We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own.