It happens all of a sudden. I am listening to La Vie En Rose
and my mind wanders off on a tangent of what ifs . . .
What if I wasn't born?
Or
What if I didn't start a blog?
Or
What if I didn't name my blog Meanderings and Reflections?
Or
What if I never ever had anyone reading my blog?
Or
What if one fine day I couldn't write?
Or
What if I never heard Edith Piaf singing soulfully?
Or
What if I was someone who didn't have an ear for music?
Or
What if I had never seen Van Gogh’s The Starry Night?
Or
What if I haven’t thought the things I tend to think of?
Or
What if I was a blind practitioner of religion and rituals?
Or
What if I wasn't born in October?
Or
What if I hadn't known that computers existed?
Or
What if I was deaf in spite of being able to hear?
Or
What if I was named a different name than the one that I
have now?
Or
What if I had been born in another country?
Or
What if I was green-eyed instead of black?
Would it have mattered, anyway? What are your "What ifs?"
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