Isn't it funny how we end up where we are?
We have an idea of what we want, but life happens and sometimes our routes change. Usually we get back on track and things works out. It often seems like time with my blue-eyed pilot has been a series of trails that I never would have dreamed of, but I am very grateful to have traveled them. Maybe the path I had planned to take would have worked out fine, but I wouldn't have wanted to miss these steps.
I wish that I knew what I know now
When I was younger
Ooh la la