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In more ways than one, eyes are mirrors. What does it say about you if you can’t bring yourself to look into them?
Sometimes fate is generous. The challenge is acknowledging the gifts she offers. They are not always obvious.
Regrets are like molecules. We’re all made up of a lot of them. They are elemental. Building blocks. The foundation of memory.
You can dawdle in the past, allow it to shadow you, or you can walk forward into the light of tomorrow.
The misbegotten decisions you can never reverse, but only by sorting through them can you find where you took the wrong turns and gain proper perspective.
