live like i was dying

3 months ago, I wrote this goal and I don’t feel any bit closer to reaching it. I’m told by my partner that we haev children(as if I didn’t realise) so we can’t just up and go, but i argue that we can. I don’t want my beautiful girls growing up in a place that I hate, and I’m sure they will hate too. It’s the weed he smokes that keeps him set in his ways. He doesn’t get excited about new ideas or things that are possible. He finds it easier to laugh at me when I mention my dreams. God, it’s annoying!

This is such an inspiring goal…I need to do it. I’m fed up of worrying about this, that and the other. I need to live and I need to teach my two gorgeous girls to live. I need to experience life, and not just get thru it.