Every person I’ve ever met believes, to a varying extent, that everything happens for a reason.

Sometimes the reason is as simple as you made a bad decision, you were a dumbass, and now you’ve got to pay. Other times the reasons go deeper, and you can feel in the soft grit of your marrow that there are other, greater powers at work.

Thinking back on that fateful night I know now that I felt some of that. To abuse another oft used expression, hindsight really was twenty-twenty.

You can remember a moment and recognize the exact second that changed everything. Where your path diverged and the choices presented to you.

20 tracks