“I want to fall head over heels for someone before I die.” That’s what the girl said to me one summer day, a year ago.
Unlike the rest of us, stuck in our aimless lives, she didn’t know how much time she had left or how far she could go. During a brief “journey” that lasted only a few days, my stagnant life was gently nudged forward.
And what will the end of this journey look like?
