Truth is we don’t know how the day will turn out,
It could start as peaceful and beautiful.
Down below the bridge
A sense of calm and harmony is evident,
Yet above, there’s disorder and confusion
The day could end with pain and tears.
If you knew how the day will turn out,
Would you rather stay in the comfort zone and be safe.
Or would you proceed ahead with all risks involved
Because you know, life is too short
To let an opportunity to tell your story pass you by.
I witnessed this car accident yesterday afternoon. Luckily it seems those who were involved have survived to tell the story.
What is your story? And if you don’t tell it yourself, who will?