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Bad things happens. What would you do?

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Yeap, bad things happens. It happens because of your stupid mistake, or it happens because some random linings of the stars that make the exact wrong things to be present at the exact wrong time causing the exact situation we have at the moment.

It happens without you ever knowing if you do things differently, would the outcomes be different? If you just save that document one more time or send the file to your email or remember to put your cup of tea a little further, would that thing still be happening to me?

So now, the one-million-dollar question is: What would you do?

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Out of God’s handiwork, I think He smiles at you the most

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I really think He does. You have this heart of gold when it comes to others. Helping strangers out of need. Thinking the best of others. Reminding people to be positive.

You always think of the little things, like bringing house gifts to my parents every time you come to visit, or bringing the umbrella when it looks like raining.

This kindness of yours, the one you might never notice, is the thing that makes me fall in love with you. The way you always stay behind and open the door for people. The way you walk last in a group to make sure everybody is first. Your selflessness.

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What do famous writers think about writing?

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Perhaps the most well known quote about writing belongs to Ernest Hemmingway. He said, “There is nothing to writing, all you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”

Why he really said that, I don’t know for sure. But we writers connect to that sentence. We understand the pain, the agony, the suffering that come with writing. Odds are the words you are pouring are the ones that have brought most pain to your heart. Perhaps they are the darkest moments in your life.

And at times, we bleed.

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Home is where your heart is

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The airport is buzzing with people, eagerly, hurriedly finding their way home.

Parents with young kids have relieved looks on their faces. Children calling their parents saying they have arrived.

A “Welcome to Indonesia” sign printed above our heads as we were disembarked from the aircraft. The hot, humid air slapping our faces, as if snapping us back to reality.

Home.

And I’m going home, too. One of my many homes.

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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost
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