Once upon a time there was a girl, and this girl found herself in a foreign place with very little direction. This girls father had always told her that when you’re lost is often the best time to find yourself… so that’s what this girl decided to do – search. The girl had left her job; a job that took more of herself than she had to give, had left her friends and family, and had disappeared into a valley surrounded by tall mountains so that only those within the valley could see her – well those people and perhaps a few giants, giants that could peer over the mountain tops.
Still feeling a little lost, the girl began to look for any sign that she was doing the right thing. She began attending church again, and a beautiful church it was… a cathedral if we’re being precise. The girl began applying for a variety of jobs, some that she was qualified for, others she was not. She began looking for ways to control what was around her, her habits, exercise, diet, her belongings - all in order. A sense of déjà vu crept over her as if she had done all of this before. Was the girl attempting to find something she had already found… Or starting over because last time it had turned out all wrong? Something told the girl that slow and steady was the way to go, but she wasn’t sure.
What the girl was sure of however was that no matter what comes our way, eventually, something good will happen. She knew this from experience and because good things had to happen to good people. The girl truly believed… Of course, this all assumes a just world.
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