"Time
passes in moments... moments which, rushing past, define the path of a life,
just as surely as they lead towards its end. How rarely do we stop to examine
that path, to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether the
path we take in life is our own making, or simply one into which we drift with
eyes closed.
But what if we could stop, pause to take stock of each precious moment before it
passes? Might
we then see the endless forks in the road that have shaped a life? And, seeing
those choices, choose another path?"
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