Perhaps it wasn’t meant for you.
Perhaps it has to collapse, so it could come again collectively as one thing new, one thing extra aligned with who you might be turning into.
Perhaps the rug needed to be pulled out from beneath you as a result of the rug wasn’t the one that basically tied the room collectively.
Perhaps when it seems like all the things is a large number, all the partitions you recognize so effectively are crumbling, it’s really simply your life rearranging itself—it’s really simply the universe taking issues from you as a result of they aren’t meant for you, in any case.
And possibly you’ll obtain this lesson, over and over. You’ll cling and you’ll claw and you’ll cry—however then you’ll let go. You’ll let useless issues die. You’ll belief the trail that’s being cast in your honor.