Hug a stranger.
Hug a friend.
Text that boy — or don’t, so long as you’re being true to your heart and its desires.
Kiss like it’s the first time, or maybe like it’s the last.
Tell someone how you feel.
Travel.
See the world.
Meet someone new.
Let someone feel the way your heart beats, and ask them to let you feel theirs, too.
There will come a day you’ll walk alone and you’ll have to count your own heartbeats.
I like doing things for the first time. I like that buzz, the excitement, the uncertainty. I like having expectations and love even more when they don’t live up to reality. I like living life as if no two days are allowed to be the same.