choices are ours
For every unexpected bump, turn, or squiggle on the path of life you pretty much have two choices:
Accept it as if you yourself had meticulously planned it and as if you’re being watched by 10,000 cheering angels who love you so much, you’re pretty much all they ever sing about.
Or, accept it, kicking and screaming, as if it were some freak accident or random mistake that had befallen you by chance.
I know which I would choose,
The Universe
Thoughts become things… choose the good ones!
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