Life is unpredictable.
It is spontaneous even if we are not. Life is an Indian summer. It’s when you’re waiting for the cold front to come in just to be shocked back to your summer memories by a short burst of reminiscent warmth.

Life is almost never what you want it to be.
No matter what you are hoping for it is never that. It is rain on your birthday and sun when you’re ready to go puddle jumping.

Life is not guaranteed.

It is not promised for tomorrow. Don’t make rain-checks because the sun may never stop shining. But if one day the sun doesn’t come up, make sure you did everything you wanted to because some moments that we take for granted, thinking that they will become a normality, end up being once in a lifetime.

t.l.g.