christinewandering
Two choices - either would be good. So I waver between the two but never decide.
Running through the field, the smell of wild flowers springs up from around my feet. I should slow down, look for that four-leaf clover, because I could use a little luck right now. But the sun beckons and the land reaches out around me. Run, run, run! Luck will find itself.
My life is coming to an intersection. I am finishing school (for the third time) and need to decide what direction to take. I feel like I've been at this place before but keep coming back, in no way closer to finding the correct turn.
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