“Right Time” Exists!
and it does not just happen...
Certain things, like books and movies, came to me at the wrong time (or when I wasn't ready).
So I ignored them at that moment.
Or just skimmed through it.
So that when the right time came after years, the memory of it re-surfaced, and I re-(watched/read) them, knowing the story-line but feeling differently, as if I was a different person, as if I finally was ready for it.
// I know there's a thing called "right time",
even if I don’t know where it would lead me. . but then, who knows?
I would rather not know the next level, and let it come as a surprise,
then to know it beforehand and chase it to make it come true.
// There's a fear of uncertainty,
but there's also beauty to it.
I know that for certain things, I wasn't ready then.
What just makes me uncomfortable is:
if we do not act a certain way, many great words that we had come across but ignored before would never resonate with us, and the worst is, we would stay ignorant of it.
And I don't know how not to be restless about it.
// It takes many many right choices to be made along the way for the "right time" to happen.
