All things

Time passes in moments, moments which rush in past define the path of the life just as surely as they lead it towards its end. How rarely do we stop to examine that path to see the reasons why all things happen, to consider whether path we have taken is of our own making or simply which we wanted to drift with our eyes closed. But what if we could stop, pause to take stock of each precious moment before it passes, we might see the endless forks in row that shaped our lives and seeing those choices, choose another path.

- X-Files