You know, some people say life is short and that you could get hit by a
bus at any moment and that you have to live each day like it’s your
last. Bullshit. Life is long. You’re probably not gonna get hit by a
bus. And you’re gonna have to live with the choices you make for the
next fifty years.
Life is about choice. We are the sum of our choices. And most of them
are made for us. You can’t choose when you’re born. You can’t choose
where you are born. You can’t choose your family. You can’t even choose
who you love. But you can choose how you love.
When two people admit that they are attracted to each other, they are
no longer in control. Their relationship has to play itself out. For
better or for worse.
My secret garden 