True Love of Coffee

Someone once told me that they couldn’t live this life. They told me there was something different. I thought to myself- is this life not whatever we make of it? Is it nothing more than a second of time or a moment of thought? Can it not be defined how I choose to? Am I not the master of who I am? The words they spoke seemed so tied to a single path, not realizing that every step forward could be a different one. That every step could be in any direction including backwards. I looked at them and felt so troubled that my passion for doing things for the people I cared about was not clear. I wanted nothing more than to give them a moment of enlightenment to show them that all roads are not equal, yet all roads are as unique as you make them. My soul and who I am doesn’t feel constrained; I am not a god yet I can choose to do anything. Every path is mine to choose. Yet every moment of moving down a path is defined by one thing. Who will I share it with? Who amongst the millions of people will this path be shared? Will they realize that the path I have taken leads me to them not by coincidence but by choice? Will they understand that the moment I spent with them was special and unique? Will they believe in knowing that they can do anything, be anyone, and become something greater than I can imagine? Do they know they can change into anything and that they can choose any path? I don’t know. But I believe. I believe that the faces of every unique person in my life are wonderful ones. As unique as I am.

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