Play it big (or die trying).
I’m not here for a long time.
I’ve never seen myself growing old and if manifestation holds true like it has all my life, the reaper will come and claim me before I have too many grays sprouting from my head.
I’ve told myself I’d bite the dust young for a while now. In part because I’m a deranged romantic that believes there’s a beauty in going out while still climbing the mountain. But…