Me and Snoopy

Looking through some old family photos recently (where did the time go?) I found this fuzzy one of me aged 19 taken in my lodgings at uni, when I first came to Liverpool from deepest Yorkshire. It being my first time away from home I took my pet hamster Snoopy along for company. Mum died at the end of my first year and I never went back there to live. If I had, my life would have been completely different, either better or worse - who knows? Life events hinge on the tiny details sometimes; just missing a certain bus, or reading a particular book at the right moment could set off a train of events which could lead anywhere..... Life is a succession of chance moments but I think it's important to trust your instinct and let things happen as they're meant to, rather than fighting against them all the time. For me anyway.