Stopping on a bridge, in the distance down river from where I rest, I see a similar bridge. I wonder, “Could that be the bridge I was meant to cross?”
Then something inside my heart tells me “No.”
Right now, in this moment, I am meant to be here. I’m sure of that. I’ll cross that bridge, that one in the distance, I’ll cross it when I come to it.
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