May 19, 2014 by thewordverve Looking at the Wrong Future I sat on the edge of my seat, waiting for a future I’d worked hard for to materialize, only to discover my future was entirely different . . . and better. Then I sat back and smiled. What a thing. I was looking at the wrong future. Share this:ShareFacebookTwitterLinkedInPinterestTumblrRedditPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading...