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What’s meant to be will be.

Hope for the best, prepare for the worst.

Deep down I’m a realist. Some have recently called it ‘fatalistic’ to which I strongly disagree. I do think we are all drawn a path way before we are aware of it. I feel we all have personality traits that are so ingrained in who we are that no nurture or training can curb them. I believe in things being “too coincidental” and “unavoidable timing”. That train of thought can take a very ugly turn when things are looking less than rainbows and butterflies. But then, was it meant to?? Is it really fatalist to know the odds and numbers are not in someone’s favor, in knowing all the possible pitfalls or is it mental preparation by the overly prepared to fight like hell to dig out from that hole instead if being caught off guard in the quicksand?

-Vane

Life info

The more you know the more you grow.

Knowledge is power.

I’m an information junkie. A bookworm, a never-ending list of questions (just ask my doctors), Google is my best friend (and no not just my sister which someone nicknamed “Google”). I’ve always had this calling to words and writing, I just can’t get enough. I want answers and explanations. “Because” is never enough. This whole experience has only fed into that and broadened my soapbox of questioning all.

-Vane

It’s my life

It’s always the quiet ones.

Nice guys finish last.

Growing up many times I was called naive, innocent and unaware. Looking back they may have been right in some cases but boy oh boy were they wrong in others. I’m not proud of everything I’ve done in life but I am proud of who I am, who I’ve become and what I’ve learned from who I’ve been.

People are amazing. They’re like diamonds. No two are ever exact, different from every angle; one of the most beautiful and precious things to have once it’s true colors are shown and so very priceless to its owner and loved ones.

-Vane

Life had just started…

You’re never alone when you’re reading a book.

Reading is dreaming with open eyes

I love books. As a child I wanted to be a librarian. I dreamed of sitting in a bookstore all day. Clearly I watched too much beauty and the beast. As I grew libraries didn’t hold the fascination they did as a child; maybe it was that I could now see over and through the books or that the Internet was just a click away? It makes me sad to think that there are kids out there who never have or will look through a card catalogue to find their book. Story time on the beanbags in the children’s section will be unheard of. Feeling like you own the world because you got your own library card. Won’t have to walk over to the shelves and hunt for the book that was organized incorrectly because one little decimal faded making that 8 look like a 3. The kids that won’t ever know the smell of a book being opened off the shelf for the first time in a long time.

-Vane