Age is just a number

there are so many things ive yet to do. there is always a sunrise that is magical ive another picture waiting to be painted theres a new forest i havent had the time to hike theres a story in me yet to unfold while dreaming of the chance to own the purple fragrant blue moon rose i wish to watch the woodpecker tapping the trunk of a tree climb up to the temple in paro taksang one more time to taste the best dim sum in hong kong and never regret a single minute of time well spent with the people who love me