It’s a curious thing, isn’t it? When you at last entrust your faith to someone or something, a sliver of anxiety inevitably creeps in, whispering, “But what if it betrays you?”
Yet, to my astonishment, my very body seemed to intervene, coaxing me into tranquility and urging me not to dwell excessively. “It is not within your purview to ensure every outcome,” it seemed to say.
“If the one in whom you’ve placed your trust falters, so be it. There is naught that can be done to alter that course. Whatever shall come to pass, shall come to pass.”
It’s reminiscent of that Patrick meme, isn’t it? Quite succinctly encapsulates the sentiment
