Changing of the Seasons

June 23rd, 2019

A few months ago, I never would have thought that things would unfold the way they did. In the grand scheme of life, I feel like a tiny petal drifting wherever the wind takes me, often with little or no inkling nor control over where I’d end up next.

My reflection today isn’t on the specific events that took place, but how sudden they occurred, catching me completely unawares, though not in a negative way. As I type this, I can only chuckle at life’s unexpected surprises; it is true that our plans hardly ever turn out the way we want them to, and even if we end up at our intended destination, our journeys there are more often than not vastly different. Sometimes, our plans are altered beyond recognition.

Losing a dream is tough, but I realise that when one dream is extinguished, another ignites, one that burns even more brightly than the first; its joy more complete. Above all, I’ve learnt that seemingly independent and inconsequential occurrences are eventually aligned — the butterfly effect at its very best.

If I told you my story, you’d have found it absurd, too. Yet here I am, embracing the changing of the seasons.

Tomorrow marks the start of a new chapter in life, and I hope to continue writing in here once again.

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