Why... — 2 years ago
I feel bad for those who don’t want to do this at some point in their life.
I feel bad for those who can’t let go of plans and reservations long enough to live in a world full of unexpected pleasantries.
I feel bad for those who don’t understand why I want to do this.
I feel bad that they can’t see life for what it is.
A giant fucking roadtrip with no predetermined destination.
