How often do we stand at this point in our lives? A point of no return where the way forward is cluttered with the remains of yesterday and the uncertainty of tomorrow. How often do we stand at this point and decide to take the easy route, the one that would cause less friction, the one we know and can\’t stand to face anymore.
How often do we dare to take the leap into the unknown, an uncertain tomorrow, no matter how painful it may be, no matter what the consequences might be.
What needs to happen to jolt us from our passive frame into action?
How many times do you need to get hurt before you too will act?
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Are you okay Petunia? I’m very worried about you…