You come in cold, you're covered in blood. They're all so happy you've arrived. The doctor cuts your chord, he hands you to your mom, she sets you free into this life. And where do you go with no destination, no maps to guide you? Wouldn't you know that it doesn't matter, we all end up the same.
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between. These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem. You come in this world, and you go out just the same. Today could be the worst day of your life.
I had a rough day earlier this week. Events beyond my control left me feeling a bit lost and alone. It was no one’s fault. It is just what life served me for dinner. It is moments like these that I feel I must be the only one who misplaced her Guide to Life Booklet. But then the lyrics of a song reminded me I am not the only one who does not know where I am going. I am not the only one who has bad days. And most important of all, my life is what I make of it.
But these are the chronicles of life and death and everything between. These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem. You come in this world, and you go out just the same. Today could be the best day of your life.
It's your life.
Forget about where I'm GOING, half the time I don't even know where I AM. Not until I've left it, anyway. And then I look back and go, "oh gee, that was pretty nice, actually". sigh... ;)
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