my best life 07.10.17.1204P

When I arrived at my room, a nurse was there holding a
brand new pair of folded pajamas. They were colored
light blue and she said, “Here you are Mr. Thompson, a
fresh pair. I’ve even laid out a new set of hand towels on
your bed.”
“Thank you.” I replied. I felt her tenderness was genuine
as I walked in my room and closed the door behind me.
Once dressed, I sat on the bed and began thinking about
my entire life and the decisions I’ve made. I remembered
when things were going well in my life I was making good
choices, and when things went bad I was making bad
choices. It seemed so simple and obvious and though I
couldn’t control destiny or fate… I could control how I
reacted to it.
I thought to myself… I just had a major breakthrough
moment in understanding who I am and how I got here,
but I still didn’t understand why I made the bad decisions
in the first place.
I wasn’t aware of it, but that answer was coming very
soon. Then, I received a knock at my door, it was John.
“Come in.” I responded.
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