I am sitting in a cafe waiting for someone to come who could be passing through my life (highly doubtful) or be a force to steer it in a direction I never knew I wanted until this year.

So now, I am writing and staring at art meant to provoke joy, a trip back in time to a local record store and thoughts about the way the scales of justice tips.

I am wondering if I knew everything that was going to happen, with all of the certainty only the Almighty can ensure, would I live it all of the same?

I am sure the answer is No.

I wouldn’t be open to all of the lessons, the heartbreak, the connections, the opportunities and the maturity that the uncertainty brings.


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