You never know where life is going to take you.

Maybe a phrase you overhear in the weird pizzeria you visit because your first pick was closed will lead you to an idea, which will lead you to a novel, which will lead you to a book tour, which will lead you to a little girl in a wheelchair, whose hope for the future brings yours back blazing like a bonfire.

Maybe a flight delay will lead you to a conversation, which will lead you to a pool party in Las Vegas, which will lead you to wedding photographs at a rose garden in the springtime, your face flushed pink as petals as he holds your hand on the edge of forever.

Maybe a car accident will lead you to prayer, which will lead you to church, which will lead you abroad, which will lead you to another hospital, which will lead you to more prayer, which will lead you, after a lifetime of searching, to the creator of godwits and ankles and canyons and cosmos, a love worth dying for.

You never know where life is going to take you. So don’t stop traveling now.