Life, they say, is like a box of chocolates—you never quite know what you’re going to get. Yet, realistically, it often feels more like a box of mixed metaphors. One moment, you’re cruising down life’s motorway; the next, you’re stalled in a traffic jam of self-discovery. That’s precisely where I found myself: standing at a crossroads, questioning how I’d ended up there, and laughing at the absurdity of it all. Time slips away when you’re caught up chasing deadlines, hardly noticing the journey.














