And when it rains.... it's never just a drizzle

When opportunity starts knocking, it comes one after the other. Sometimes, overlapping even. Is it bad timing? Or is it just fate teasing, flirting with you? Has it been decided on already or do we really have a choice in what happens? Or are our choices premeditated by our unconscious state of being and circumstance, with influences from social structures and other influential internal and external factors? And in the end is there ever really a choice? I would like to think that there is.

When we look at ourselves, and others around us, and thinking about the opportunities presented to us in the past, and the present that we are looking at is less than the promise of amazing than was expected, we think: what the hell happened? And should one be faced with the question about one's own life - how do you answer that and be true to yourself? Do you say: life happened - which is a measly excuse for whatever happened to you and does not sound like owning up to wrong decisions and choices made?

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