今日も自転車です。
昨日の打合せは4時間もかかりました。お尻が4つになりました。
ところで、
I believe we write our own stories.
And each time we think we know the end... we don't.
Perhaps luck exists somewhere between the world of planning, the world of chance and in the peace that comes from knowing that you just can't know it all.
You know, life's funny that way.
Once you let go of the wheel, you might end up right where you belong.
意味わかりません(
汗)和訳お願いします。