Dear Diary,
Lately, I've been lost in one of those strange thoughts again, and I feel like I need to write it down to clear my mind.
What is fate?
I asked Mom, and she said that fate is the force by which events unfold as they do, a power that controls and determines everything that happens—something inevitable, unchangeable.
But what really is fate?
What truly is destiny?
People say destiny isn't about chance; it's about choice. It's not something you wait for; it's something you achieve. But is that true? Or is it just an idealistic notion?
I…
…I may never know the truth.
Still…
…I can't shake the feeling that there's more to it—something hidden, something beyond what we've been told, something beyond what we have been allowed to know.
What is fate?
What is destiny?
Are they truly two sides of the same coin? Or are they one and the same, intertwined in ways we can't see?
