Ever wonder if you are in the 'right place at the right time'.
How on earth do you know? Does some Angel float down with a chorus of cherubs and pat you on the back. “NO” is the answer.
I’m not sure I have ever been there. I think if I had I would possibly know.
But does that stop us wanting to be there. What drives us to believe that something other than our feet made us arrive anywhere?
The need to believe in something greater than us possibly? Or the desire to have faith that it has to be better than this at some moment in our existence.
Who can tell? Yet I hear it all the time. “Oh my god, I was so in the right place at the right time!” I want to strangle them. Where the hell were you!
Is it near my house or yours? But no they just taunt us with their success and smiles – but guess what, if I knew where it was would I be up for telling you...
Of course I would, I would give you map with a big red X to mark the spot! I would hold your hand while you dodged all the mines I had to tread in to get to the other side of the piranha filled pond, and then allow you to ride on my back whilst I delicately carried you over twenty six hills covered in cut throat glass to settle you down gently on the other side where the right place at the right time was waiting for you!
Sorry I lied, get out and find it yourself. Because I haven’t a clue where it is or how to get there, but if you do find it - then good luck to you for working hard and taking the time and effort to succeed xxx GLT