Something you want to do before you die.
I am going to go full on cheesy and sappy on this one. Whenever I see the word "die" or "death" it just makes me go insanely sentimental. So... Before I die I want to fall in love, the kind that makes you leap off of buildings, the kind that makes you kick your leg back when you hug or kiss. And I'm going to take all that mush in the most cliche romantic city in the world, Paris.
I am going to move to a place near the office. I've thought about distance, time, traffic, convenience, and my current day to day activities, and what I really want and what really suits my life right now. I just need to find a place that will allow me to have the puppy with me. I am surprised that a lot of condos and apartments do not allow pets. Instead of moving back home, I think I need to live in a new place, a new city, a new neighborhood.
Much as I love a modest home with the picket fence and the small flower garden, I think it's not for me right now. At least not for now. And much as las pinas is home, I think I've out-grown it a little bit.
Besides...
"I couldn't stay where everything reminded me of the life that was gone." ~ Water for Elephants
