I believe in fate, but not the Disney kind— I don’t own any glass slippers and I haven’t recently been posioned by an apple. I’m strong. Not like those stupid, helpless girls. But I do believe in the kind that happens everyday, and in the long run, advances you to all the beautiful places you’ll go in your life, all the people you’ll love. I do have a few things in mind that I want to happen before I kick that beloved bucket. I guess I’d like to write a song. I guess I’d like to write a book (even though my organization skills are awful—my head is a mess).
But who knows? The Fates will lead me, and I’ll be who I turn out to be. There is nothing I can do about it.