I’ve wanted to go skiing for about ten years now.
my best friend and I decided freshman year of high shcool we were going to go, and we still haven’t. Just writing that makes me cringe!
It was easier to reason back when neither of us could drive, and I lived in the city.
Now, I drive past a ski mountain every day on my way to work. She was supposed to come up and we’d ski a week ago, but she didn’t. Maybe I’ll just take myself on a day off and not tell her… though I’d probably be a terrible friend.