If we all know that everything happens or a reason, if we all believe that someone up there is in charge of our fates, then why the hell is life so complicated? How did I grow so old and not know where I am heading? How did I come this far, without the certainty, of where I would really want to go? My life has slowly possessed a life of its own, with me taking the backseat, looking at the panorama of my puny, little life. And it has gone so fast, I lost track of the moment.
everything is a choice...or so they say
posted by
imani
, Monday, July 21, 2008 at 6:10 AM, in
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