So go ahead—text your friend that random memory, or say yes to that coffee you’re on the fence about. You never know if you’re standing at the precipice of your own “Beyoncé-meets-Jay-Z” moment. Life loves a good plot twist.
The next time someone asks, “How old was Beyoncé when she met Jay-Z?” you’ll smile and answer with a wink: “Eighteen, but the real story is what happened next.” And maybe, just maybe, that question will nudge you to wonder: What’s the best chapter still waiting for you to write?
