Sometimes all the wishing in the world can not stop the writing on the wall. When it’s there it’s so evident you can no longer be ignorant.

Then is ignorance really bliss or a slow torture. there can be a small spark of possibility, one you weren’t even aware of cultivating because, your subconscious watered it while you busied yourself. Only to one day have this beanstalk in your backyard that leads to a castle inhabited by giants. Curiosity, has you hook line and sinker and it can be an adventure of sorts or end in heartbreak.

Thus the writing on the wall. It’s so evident you can no longer ignore it and pretend. Hence, the end of the story. What do you do after the line has been drawn in salt. Well you can either roll around on it with a thousand paper cuts or you can remain optimistic and hope for a new day.

There are 60 min in an hour, 24 hours in a day, 7 days in a week, 4 weeks in a month, and 12 months in a year! In other words you have a huge probability of your hopes coming true. If you will only believe.

Shutting down, and hiding behind closed doors will never get you to where you want to be. You can be a sheep or a leader in your sphere of life.

However, there are also things that one can not accomplish no matter how much they hope. For example, I can’t be a ballerina, I’m too clumsy. But I can do a lot of other things. And this is a topic for another day.