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Monday, January 16, 2012

Burn the Present for the Past?

From those who read my last post, I burnt a pretty significant bridge last weekend, read the post for more info, but you ever think maybe everything happens for a reason? Maybe that bad things happen in your life so it can bring in the good things? Do you believe in fate?

Well I don't. I know great lead up. I believe that nothing is ever predetermined, everything that happens in life is just a product of probability, which many of you may refer to as chance. It's only when something with such a small probability of happening happens, do we disbelieve it is only chance. Well it is, but what do you think is the probability that I start a big fight with someone so close to myself, during a celebration of getting my life back together and focusing, something that said someone has been hoping I do for a long time, and who had shown more joy from my successes than I ever had.

Then what is the probability on top of such an event that I have a small dispute with my friend I celebrated with that night, causing myself to go to the gym by myself for the first time in over four month last night, only to see the first girl I ever dated (about ten years ago) at said gym, and to not only see her but almost physically run into her, and lock eyes for what seemed to be forever. As I was focused on finishing my workout, we just smiled and acknowledged one another. The probability of such a random series of events presenting themselves in such a convenient order seemed infinitely small. The compulsion to invite her out for a coffee was unavoidable. to my dismay, the compulsion only presented itself as I left the gym...

Now we look to the probability of her responding to a simple Facebook message, so I presume the new question is will she say yes?

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