Today, I caught myself thinking in a different way. Instead of my usual “what ifs” (what if this plan fails?, what if I mess up?, what if I chose the wrong path?), I felt a strong feeling of warmth as a single question filled my mind: what if it does work out? The thought felt strange, too hoepful and unfamiliar, and my mind instantly tried to push it away. But I held onto it and let it sit with me. I realized that I want to reach a point where I can truly accept that things will work out. Like Michael Scofield said in Prison Break, “Just have a little faith.“ Even if things don’t happen exactly in the way I expected, I want to be someone who full-heartedly believes that whatever happens will lead me to something good, in some way, shape, or form. And I know that this belief will not guarantee good outcomes, but it certainly will put the odds in my favor.





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