i know what ifs are dangerous creatures… but i've been having a rush of them lately
what if i just sold everything (including my beloved Broomhilda) and flew one way to the USA or the UK ?
would anyone take me in while i found my niche?
could i make things work there?
what if i just stopped riding, stopped taking photographs and got an office job in the city?
what would happen to me?
what would happen to the world around me?
would i fall apart?
what if i took a chance on the boy? would it kill me this time when it went wrong? because it would. it always does.
what if i stopped saying yes to people and actually started saying no?