In losing myself,

I found myself. 

Maybe because life is a whole process of give-and-take.
Most often, the least-informed choices you make are the ones you believe in the most
and the most-researched wager falls to pieces.

It was in the times that I thought my whole being would fall apart
that I was proven wrong, always, and as things get harder to cope with, I
more strongly believed that there is still goodness in the world that God made
You just have to look at it with a different perspective,
from a different pair of eyes even.

Life is not a cycle. Indeed, life is what you make it.