how can the world in all its chaos come up with so many coincidences, so many similarities and exact opposites?

I was intelligent enough to make up my own mind. I not only had freedom of choice, I had freedom of expression.

I love and am loved, fully and freely, nothing expected, more than enough received.

Fate changes when you change your clothes.

And then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.

Memory feeds imagination.

For woman is yin, the darkness within, where untempered passions lie. And man is yang, bright truth lighting our minds.