Come
The funny thing with destiny is that sometimes it is unexpectedly sweet. Things may come at the last minute, almost all the time. What really separates the planned from the moments of total shock can usually be a simple gesture, a single word, or perhaps just one person who blew our socks off.
It is inevitable. Sooner or later I have to give in. I have given in. I have made up my mind. There is no more turning back. I am prepared to abandon the routine, throw away the conventional and embrace spontaneity.
Is this my destiny? I know not what. It is not a walk into the unknown, rather, a step towards a brand new scenario of potential bliss.
I am coming for you.
