You will know what to do and when. And if you fail to act, then you will have still chosen. Whatever you do, do not allow yourself to stew in regret, for there you will surely find illness of every kind.
On July 8th, 2006, at 4:50pm, I narrowly missed being able to change my life. It's the little things like this that make you wonder about coincidence, and just what it really means when one's life is indiscernible from many delicately-strung coincidences.