It was a short span of time for me to consider anything momentous to happen. And even in a broken state, I never thought of it to be something give me a wake-up call. I thought months before, I was given that wake-up call. I believed I was, but it turned out differently. I've suffered a little more than I expected. And on the verge of falling to pieces, I slipped into a group of people who changed me for the better. They all talked amongst themselves, sometimes sending smiles my way. When they exchanged gestures and chats with me, little did they know, they were changing me for the better. And it was then, magic happened. My person happened. And I'm in the progress of choosing life.