What if you were wrong What if everything you ever believed was a lie What if you missed your opportunity because you didnt know your worth What if you settled on familiar but God was trying to give you something better What if you decided not to go backwards but forward What if doing what you have never done before was the answer to everything that didnt make sense What if the answer wasnt to be found in words but in action What if you found the courage to do what you really wanted to do and doing it changed your whole life

Nostalgia has a way of blocking the reality of the past.

When you're young, you think everything you do is disposable. You move from now to now, crumpling time up in your hands, tossing it away. You're your own speeding car. You think you can get rid of things, and people too—leave them behind. You don't yet know about the habit they have, of coming back. Time in dreams is frozen. You can never get away from where you've been.