Life takes unexpected turns. Sometimes they are for the best and sometimes they hit you blind sided and you never saw them coming and you crash into a metaphorical tree. Why can't you see the turns before you skid into them? Why can't you stop the trees before they jump out at you? Is it better to be blissfully oblivious to the turns and trees?

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