Yesterday, I turned 24.
For the past 3 years, I’ve been bluffing at the fact that I’d be leaving the country soon for my dream city–Paris. I’m sure my friends and family have been tired of hearing it, and so am I. So I did something crazy this morning.
Happy Birthday Joyeux Anniversaire to me! I’m going.
At last. I’ve booked a one way ticket to adventure. It’s funny how birthdays have a way of sparking spontaneous acts. One year older, is one year less I have to cross off those “what-if’s” from my bucket list. Soon, Paris in May can be finally crossed off the list.