its full of faces.
the ones which loves you,
the ones which sorely misunderstood you,
the ones that betrayed you.
they can redirect our life into all possible directions.
what is a wrong decision ?
something which makes us stronger.
i thank my wrong choices.
i thank those who formed vague refelections in my mind and
forced me to take them.
do you believe in them ?
you will believe when you write about death and how easily you can handle it,
and then the next day morning you find any of your loved ones dead.
life is full of coincidences with mathematical precision.