so many times in life things happen and we ask ourselves, "why now?"...  people come in and go out of our lives like the tides or shifting sand upon the shoreline...  are the fates and furies playing some cosmic game of chess with our lives?  or is there something deeper and more dramatic at stake...  there has got to be a flow to life...  the complexity proves that the chaos can't all be purely random...  but how do you tap into that flow and understand whatever the world is trying to revel? 

we all have met someone and thought, "if only i knew them before..."  or "if only i met them a few weeks, months, years, later..."  but there must be a reason why events happen completely off of our personal timelines...  is every encounter fated?   i don't reallly believe so...  but, when you run into one of the few that are...  it can be somewhat terrifying trying to reconcille the fact that you may miss one of the greatest opportunites in your life because your "personal time table" is screaming at you - that it just isn't the right time... 

i honestly have no answer to this quandry...  your heart and head never heal at quite the same speed...  humans are conflicted by nature...  we were designed to live in a world full of beauty, pain, and choices...  but where is a manual when you need it?