Choice of direction

July 2, 2012

After all of it, he hoped she would have felt less adrift in the world, more certain of who she was and who she could become.

It is all a choice, he said. You get to pick the direction—any direction is fine.

She sighed, then. She had spent so much time pushed about by the currents around her. You say that like it’s easy, she said. You say that like you’ve figured out the way.

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