Never expect things to go exactly as planned.
I’ve been told this three times this year,
by different people—strangers to each other.
The first time,
I nodded,
and tucked the words into a note for later.
The second time,
I opened the note,
peeked inside,
then closed it again.
The third time,
I paused.
I couldn’t help it.
Now I know
the universe spoke through them,
and suddenly, everything makes sense.
Mariam Shittu
Image shot by me at Jardin des Palntes in July 2025















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