"I could probably go on," she admitted. "I think of things all the time now. Now that I think that...there might not be time for all of these things later."

There might not be a later.

She could only put off living so much. But then again, it wasn't entirely in her control, was it? You had to be invited to a wedding. You had to find someone with a hot air balloon.

Ariadne shrugged. "Do you have a list?"