Do you believe in destiny? Do you believe in signs?
I tend to read a lot into things, although deep down inside I know that most of what I see or foresee is really just a thought, hope, or projection of myself and my feelings. True signs don’t appear very often, and in fact, they manifest themselves when you least expect it, when you are not looking.
Did I get one last night, or was it just my imagination?
Being vulnerable is awful, you don’t know where to look, what to do, who to trust. You are so scared of everything, you can’t even trust your own five senses… forget about the sixth sense and all that.
But love is trust, and sometimes we have to leap.
“I seldom end up where I wanted to go, but almost always end up where I need to be.”
— Douglas Adams