Grey
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Last published Thu, Sep 21, 2023
My whole life I've been told to believe that everyone and everything in life has a purpose, that every decision whether good or bad, plays some role in the grand scheme of things. Some people call it destiny and then there's some that think we are all just tiny predetermined pieces on God's universal chess board. My mom is one of those people. When I was young she would take me out at night and show me the stars and tell me how unbelievably vast the universe is. She would tell me that there's millions upon millions of galaxies out there and billions upon billions of stars in those galaxies but yet not one thing in the universe is out of place, that everything had a reason to belong, a purpose, even me. And I believed her.
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