it's strange how we only really realise how good things are, when they are gone.
i spend so much of my time looking back at the past and thinking how i wish i'd just relaxed and enjoyed myself.
i was laying in bed with a friend on wednesday and he showed me this little postsecret book, one of the postcards said something that made me think all this. i want to be able to look back on my life and think i made the most of every day.