This week, I have been taught the lesson that life never stays the same.
Its constantly changing.
An unpredictable storm.
But something that I often forget.
And perhaps it can be the worst of circumstances that forces me to remember. Yet, strangely, it can also be the best of circumstances too.
I'm not really sure if this makes sense. It sounds like I'm trying to be all deep and meaningful. Ha.
But I'm not. Promise. Cross my heart, hope to die, stick a sausage in my eye...!
I guess its just my half baked attempt at trying to make sense of this crazy world.
And a half baked attempt is better than nothing?