Choice.

Two weeks ago, my life was in an uproar. Two weeks later, present time, my life is….normal.

I got the transfer that I applied for.

I had to make a choice, a choice that will affect the rest of my life. A choice that is huge.

I made the choice. Knowing full well what will happen will happen, I made it with a semi clear mind.

I turned down the transfer.

I turned down the transfer.

Was I wrong to do that?

“When my mind is free, only then will I truly see life.”