Things change

I had a revelation last week. I realised I no longer wanted it. In fact, if it was presented to me on a silver platter, I would refuse it.

Today, I read an old personal blog of mine, which I wrote during an extremely difficult week I had a year ago. At that time I was fighting for it, and from the looks of it, I must have hated life.

Fast forward one year, I no longer want it and I have never been happier.

The moral of the story is, you may hate something at that time, but you never know how things will turn out.