you don’t really have any control
over who you meet, when you meet them, or how much a person can
affect your very existence. Had you decided not to kiss that
boy too quickly, your story might’ve been different. Had
you decided to, you might’ve gotten another outcome. What
if you got sick and didn’t go to the pub that weekend?
You might not have met your best friend. What if you got to the
library an hour late? You might not have met your ex-boyfriend
who would later screw you over so bad you’d escape to
another city, experiment with different things, meet several
people, stumble across a soulmate or two, and relearn to be at
peace. Isn’t it strange, where life can take us? How
everything you know right at this second can just suddenly
change in a snap? Isn’t it strange? Isn’t it
amazing? Isn’t it stupefyingly
terrifying?
