magic moment

I don’t know when that magic moment is. But it happens so often and I think we often miss it. That razor thin moment between before and after.

When suddenly everything changes and above our heads, the galaxies rearrange and the stardust settles and the pattern is just a little bit different. That fork in the road. That yes or no question. That insignificant decision. Those seemingly inconsequential words. Little changes in the way the rudder turns and when we wake up, our ship is in a different ocean all together.

The magic moment comes and we usually miss it.