It drove her bananas when she would watch a movie without an ending, leaving her to decide the outcome. The freedom to imagine never changed the fact that it remained one big question mark. Like a metaphor for life the hardest part to accept is that there are no real answers. Not on this blog or another or another. Answers sell, but the profound truth is everything is up for interpretation. It was then she realized that her life wasn’t a puzzle to piece together. It was a web of interconnections constantly expanding, sometimes leading her back to places she had already been.