Once upon a time,I had a chance to complete the following :
New York. Fly to Boston.Down to Baltimore,Washington,Miami and perhaps Tampa Bay. Then en route to Chicago.Make a left turn to Los Angeles. Last stop,San Francisco.
Obviously,I didn't do it. Given the circumstances inside and outside,I was capable of traveling all over America.
I didn't do it.
Now I want to turn back time, grasping tightly all I've missed.
Opportunities,they hide behind those you think you can't make.
And if keep locking youself up in the pattern you used to be or getting used to,you'll lost them easily.
I would no longer have time to travel like what are mentioned above,if I keep a full-time job. And sure,there's no chance going back to the past.
So this is the George-three-year-later blaming the George-three-year-earlier.
Time's gone. Of little use to regret. But I still miss all the good things slipperd away from my fingers.
