We are just ourselves, walking our own path, regardless of circumstances, opportunities, or coincidences.
The path we have traveled is actually the only path we must take.
I am always full of joy and look forward to something breaking in, breaking the tranquility, and opening up this wasteland.
Then, from now on, what you are used to is no longer what you were used to, what you care about is no longer what you once cared about, and what you have is no longer what you once had.
You simply don't want to continue as you did before, wondering why Cinderella met the prince and why the ugly duckling turned into a swan. All this is like how you know the trajectory of natural disasters and man-made disasters.
Deviations in career, insisting on blaming it on fate. There was a time when these two words could bear such heavy joys and sorrows.
All experiences are just reincarnations deposited by yourself. Your way, your path, you can't escape or give up.