seasons change
"I got to thinking about fate, the crazy concept that we ‘re not responsible for the course of our lives, that it’s all predestined, written in the stars. Maybe that explains why, if you live in the city, where you can’t even see the stars, your love life tends to feel more random. Even if every man, every kiss, every heartache, is pre-ordered from some cosmic catalouge, can we still take a wrong step and wander off our personal Milky Way? I couldn’t help but wonder: can you make a misstake and miss your fate?..
..Maybe our mistakes are what make our fate? Without them, what would shape our lives? Perhaps if we never veered off course, we wouldn’t fall in love or have babies or be who we are..
..After all seasons change. So do cities. People come in to your life and people go. But it’s comforting to know the ones you love are always in your heart. And, if you are very lucky, a plane ride away."
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