There is a paradox that shapes every human journey, the reality, that our lives are shaped by the choices we make, even if one thing we cannot choose shapes us most: where we come from. No one has any say over how it starts, when we enter the world, who brings us here, how much bleakness and how much hope surrounds us as existence comes into focus. These are the origins that forever define us, these are the images that have shadowed every choice we've made since. | |
How's that image for ya?
New Comment