In 10 years, I see myself standing in my kitchen, opening the fridge for the fifth time in ten minutes, convinced that this time something new will have appeared. Maybe a perfect snack. Maybe motivation. Maybe just answers to life’s bigger questions hiding behind the leftover takeout. Some things in life change, but I’m trying to stay realistic — deep down, I know I’ll still be standing there, staring into the light like it’s a portal to a better decision.
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