You can be mad as a mad dog at the way things went. You can swear and curse the fates. But, when it comes to the end; you have to let go.
Sometimes we’re on a collision course and we just don’t know it. Whether it’s by accident or by design; there’s not a thing we can do about it.
For what its worth, its never too late, or in my case, too early… to be whoever you wanna be. There’s no time limit, start whenever you want. You can change, or stay the same… there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you’ve never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not; I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
Some people were born to sit by a river. Some get struck by lightening. Some have an ear for music. Some are artists. Some swim. Some know buttons. Some know Shakespeare. Some are mothers. And some people… dance.