Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.
What if instead I went back to the drawing board and improved my “product”? What if I shut down my online dating profiles for a while and made myself more attractive?
Wouldn’t hurt to re-evaluate your product (yourself), and exactly what it is that you’re putting out on the market.
John Legend - Save Room
Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.
― Anna Quindlen, Every Last One