we had this deep shit conversation under vodka and whiskey influences..
this hot, yet not that old guy.. tried to judge us about our lifes..
me.. knew what I want..
her.. didn't know what she wants..
me.. got what I want..
her.. still.. didn't know what she wants..
then we shared our stories..
me.. with my dreams..
her.. with her dreams..
the conclusion was.. we-still-don't know what we want..
we just go where the wind blows..
we're still searching.. time will tell..
once we're about 30ish.. we can say "you know nothing about what you want!"
cheers,
me
p.s
we woke up in the morning with this storm, yet beautiful view..
and yess.. we're gonna spend sometimes this weekend in this house..
somewhere in uluwatu..