Question marks and wanderings never fail to be a part of our whole-being, they keep drawing virtual scenarios in the very core of our imagination, they assume, expect and unmercifully fill the gaps of our weakness to leave us  feeling so tiny in this universe. But at some point we need to look beneath those awful marks, why do they exist and who created them.
We created them, the fact that we believe, feel and get attached without doubting has created them, the moment we admit we’re worth fighting for has created them and the faith we invest in second chances has also created them. Maybe we have to think about everything twice, maybe we have to re-think it a thousand times, maybe we should not dream big, or maybe all of this is inhumane and not true, because in the huge world of destiny; it wasn’t just our timing, it was not just our timing.