I'm on the track, walking, and sometimes running, I don't know where I'm heading to, but I'm almost certainly sure that a professional master is leading me to somewhere, somewhere that is better for me from any place that I ever wanted to be in. Sometimes the road is tough, and sometimes I get tired from running, and I'm only jogging, hardly catching some breath, but I keep going, knowing that it's all worth it. When I first started walking on that track I had a bunch of friends with me, but by time they disappeared, one after the other, until I was left alone, but I always felt that there's a divine help, a divine inspiration, that I'm very grateful for. I don't really know when I'll reach the final line, but I know that someday by His guide I'm gonna reach it, and in that very moment I'll remember that my struggles through the track is now paid off. This life is so unpredictable, and that's what gives it a meaning. Don't try to guess what's your next destination, just let things be, and concentrate in your current track.
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