Travel. Make memories. Have adventures. Because I guarantee that when you're 85 and on your death bed you won't think about that flashy car you bought, or the twenty pairs of designer shoes you owned. But you will think about that time you got lost in your favourite city. The nights spent falling in love under the stars and all the beautiful people you met along the way. You'll think of the moments that made you feel truly alive. And at the very end, those memories will be the only valuable possessions you own.