My grandma and I were talking about going overseas to her home country.
Her: my passport expires next year. I'm going to get another one but only a five year one this time.
Me: why?
Her: well I will be 90 in ten years, and I'll either be dead or won't want to travel.
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Just another moment to remind me how fleeting time is. I was going to make travel plans for next year or the year after, but I'm scared about bad things happening when I'm gone.
Happy Friday everybody.
Featuring annoying but cute doggo, so I can't stay annoyed for long. I think all the cat people on here have convinced me to get a cat at some point. It would be fun to have an eccentric room mate.
Cheers π»