Here's the thing — I live a boring life.
Why on earth would I document it?
It's not like I have anything exciting going on.
And frankly, most days I just stare at the screen, through the window, wishing my life was something bigger.
But every day I still wake up as me.
No matter how far I try to run away.
I know, perhaps what I'm showing you doesn't quite correlate with what I'm saying.
But I will explain later.
Whenever I think about my life, I think mostly about big moments.
The big accomplishments, achievements, events.
