Right Place, Right Time

The great moments of your life won’t necessarily be the things you do, it can also be the things that happen to you. No, I’m not saying you can’t take action to affect the outcome of your life. You have to take action. And you will. But never forget, that on any day, you can step out the front door, and your whole life can change forever. See, the universe has a plan kids. And that plan is always in motion. A butterfly flaps its wings, and it starts to rain. It’s a scary thought, but it’s also kind of wonderful. All these little parts of the machine, constantly working, making sure you end up exactly where you’re supposed to be, exactly when you’re supposed to be there. The right place at the right time. (How I Met Your Mother: Right Place, Right Time)

Do you ever get that feeling of wanting a vortex to suddenly appear and swallow you into a whole new dimension? To be vacuumed into a place where you can escape the dreariness of your existence. I have always believed the concept of the right place and the right time, but sometimes, it is hard not to wonder..what really is the bigger picture? Where should you go to be where you are supposed to be?

I’m harboring this feeling of knowing something does not have a chance of happening, and trying to convince myself it is the only truth. But at the back of my head, at every turn I take, I keep believing that maybe it will. Maybe it will, chants that tiny voice in my head as if it is its’ mantra.

Hope is a double-edged sword.

Making plans and living by it had always kept me in motion. Somehow, at the moment, I seem to be stuck in a desert without a map, only a broken compass. All that is on the horizon is sand, infinite sand dunes. No oasis, not even camels! Even the sight of a cactus would give relief, as long as a sandstorm does not occur.

Or maybe it already has, and all I need to do is wait for the air to clear to be able to see where I should be headed. That sounds good. I’ll hold on to that.

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