And there she was wondering what tomorrow had in store for her.
She did believe in miracles, but she also knew it was only normal for sometimes, only sometimes, for her heart to give up on hope.
She seemed to have countless dreams to conquer, but each one standing in her way like an obstacle undefeatable, nevertheless, she tried, hoped, and willed for one day, just one-fine-day, for at least one dream to come true.
Her ambition was where her contentment lived. Working on something she believed and watching thoughts turn themselves around and become glittering reality was a feeling indescribable. But there then came more important factors in life that may have put those paths on pause. And maybe that was just a wake up call?