Life, Laurel, is not what you see, but what you've projected. It's not what you've felt, but what you've decided. It's not what you've experienced, but how you've remembered it. It's not what you've forged, but what you've allowed. And it's not who's appeared, but who you've summoned.
And this should serve you well, beloved, until you find, what you already have.
Yeah,
The Universe
Laurel, can you believe it's almost November? I can.
