To be, to be, to be.

Here we are. We are here. We are exactly where we are and this is just were we are and so it seems that this is where we are meant to be. It was in the Matrix that it had to happen the way that it happened and this is true. It seems to me anyway. I don’t even know if anyone will even read this any way but I just feel like this is something I need to writing at this moment so it is exactly where I need to be right now. On my blog, typing about how I’m supposed to be here doing this at this particular moment.

Do you agree? Do you not? I don’t really care because it’s likely that I’m supposed to be here. And likely that maybe no one will even read this post. Does that even matter? No, I think it’s more important that I’m reflecting on this and feeling like it’s something that I should be writing about at this given moment.

Was I meant to marry my ex? That I really don’t know. I felt like it was something I had to walk away from because I was using the best judgement at the time with the info that I had then. I still reflect on this now and am not totally sure how to answer it, actually. But it was something that was meant to happen to me in some way, whether I bailed too early or did exactly what I needed to do at the time is not something I’m meant to know right now. Maybe some day (perhaps when I meet my creator—hopefully) will I better understand what happened and why it happened the way that it did.