In life, there are no accidents. Life is about choices, an exercise of free will --- a privilege bestowed upon Man by the Creator. It is like a box of chocolates, Forrest Gump’s mother used to say, you never know what you’re gonna get. But still, the act of choosing is there. At this point of my journey, I am quite at peace where I am. However, there still is some kind of restlessness within. I have been at crossroads many times before, finding the journey tiresome somewhat as I redound to intersection after intersection in the past seventeen (17) years. |
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