Forks

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Sometimes I wonder about how I got to the point I am in life, and how I should have done this, or that, and on and on.


I take a step back and and get the feeling that one day, somewhere down the road, I will be at a place where I am fully content and fulfilled; future me will then realize that all those forks in the road were placed just so - so that I could end up at this precise moment in time.

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