The moment you realize your life passes by, did you ever sit back at on a Sunday morning, breathing in the cool air from the rain and the birds are chirping and for a split moment, did you ever think about all the choices you made that lead you to this day.
Where would you have been if you taken that chance to move to a far away city?
What people have left your life and you’d thought you’d have them until you’re sitting in your rocking chair, grey hair and all. Do you miss them?
What about that trip you planned but never got to take, do you wonder about all the sights and different food you could have seen and ate?
What about that last fight with your first love, the one that ended you two, do you wish you could have stayed and worked things out?
What about the moment you met your forever person, are you glad that you’ve met them and want to be with them until you draw your last breath?
We’re always so worried about the present and future. Did you ever take a seat and wonder about your life before you became that writer, before you became someone’s parent.