From Paris with love

I always envy people who just know what they want. They know what they want to do and where are they going to be in the next 10 years, and sometimes the next 20 years. As for me, I can't even decide what to eat for breakfast or even what to wear for a 3 hour class.


Visions is what they have, and unfortunately, I have none. Perhaps some....but the farthest is getting a PhD. Because it sounds so cool. A girl with a PhD. I might not be a girl anymore during that time,but 'woman' seems old. A wife to somebody...A mother to somebody...Gosh, I wonder what my kids will look like.

 A girl once told me that she wanted to travel around the world. In my mind, it was just too impossible. I didn't tell her though as I believe it is such a horrible crime to crush a friend's dream. I looked at her, trying to give some encouragement and support, but nothing came out except for a blank stare.......I guess action does speaks louder than words.

But 2 days ago...exactly 2 days ago, there she was, on top of the Great Wall of China bragging to me that she's going to Paris next. Let me repeat that, bragging. Maybe she knew what I was thinking back then.