What is meant to be will be...

Life has a funny way of working it's way out.

Today I think that all the tears, and all the suffering really are something that we had to go through, but no matter what, whatever is meant to be will be. I feel like just taking a back seat, and waiting to see what happens, but I can't, because I still believe that we are the makers of our own destiny, but where is destiny going to lead us?

That I don't know right now, but hopefully soon I will.

Truth, it's so important, I just never had the strength to tell it. Who can say which is truth and which is the lie anyway. Nobody's impartial. Each view is somebody's lie.

I can't see too far ahead, but what I see now is not pretty...hopefully soon it will be pretty.