Two

It's hard not to believe. For me, how could my life not have been planned? Every moment, every second, every smile, every text, every tear. How could it not add up? Life is a series of points, where everything comes together for a short moment and then becomes chaos again. And in these short moments, we can have every comfort, every bit of love, and every bit of clarity. We can see what makes every other miserable second worth it. And that's life. Living every moment until we find ourselves in one where our hearts are genuinely happy. These points all push us closer to where we are supposed to be, every point on the map, perfectly planned and guided. How could it be any other way? How could we not be in constant preparation for the points to come? With everything I've been through, every experience, teared or smiling, fearing or laughing, it all adds up. Life is nothing but one plus one. We just can't see it. We complicate everything, and miss the simple miracles. The daily points when everything comes together. And as soon as we open our eyes, we'll find two is always the answer. Always.