Mina had wanted to live many lives but she couldn't choose. She had wasted all her time setting herself up to be so damn ready when the opportunity struck. But she never went out and found the opportunity.
She was ready now, but now she wasn't anxious. Some anxiety could've helped her. She ended up happy with a woman who loves her very much. They're comfortable. It's all so reasonable.
She's living part of her dream, really. Not all of them, but she's living the roughest sketch of dream town. Why did she want more? How could she? It felt like she should. Could she still pull it off?
It all seems so hard now.
She was ready now, but now she wasn't anxious. Some anxiety could've helped her. She ended up happy with a woman who loves her very much. They're comfortable. It's all so reasonable.
She's living part of her dream, really. Not all of them, but she's living the roughest sketch of dream town. Why did she want more? How could she? It felt like she should. Could she still pull it off?
It all seems so hard now.