The past few days been a series of chain of action and reaction.
That made me thought maybe every event, everyone we meet, everything and anything that happens is just a piece of puzzle that's handed to us as another 'piece' closer to the 'grand plan' , the 'bigger picture' ?
And, if so what happens when we die ? or when we are dying ?
What do we say to ourselves? O, I'm done putting the pieces together ? or O, I guess this is it ?
Yesterday, however, made me thought it through.
Maybe, Maybe... All this random pieces of puzzles given to us are leading or predicting the fashion of our demise ?
Maybe ?
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You see, if Joel didn't break up with me at 5am ? In the morning. I wouldn't have ended up staying up crying and not going to bed. I probably wouldn't call my professor up and cancelled our high tea. And, because I was staying up all 'night' crying and not meeting my professor(Let's give him a name, how about Zest ?). Andy and I, ended up not going to Hatfield either. Instead, I rescheduled High tea with Zest, Andy dragged me out of bed, brought me to buy a goldfish and we spend the rest of the day at the skatepark. I was reading, while he was skating. The weather's getting better and better. We met some kids down at the park and hung out with them for abit . Our personal dealer's been running out ,of late. So, we bought some of the kids at the skate park. We invited them over to our place to use our bongs but they live rather far out in the suburbs. So, they didn't come.
On Saturday, I met Zest for High Tea @ The Muffin Man Tea Shop @ Kensington . Really nice and chilled out. Andy and I were having one last fuck before I left for the train - which made me miss the train I was suppose to get on. And, if I didn't miss that train and if I didn't get on the last cabin of the next train I wouldn't have bumped into the kids we met the day before.
I know this probabl doesn't make much sense to you people. But, it does to me so thats all that matters.
If, Joel didn't break it off with me on Friday morning. I would have gone for tea and to Hatfield with Andy. My week would have ended peacefully. No frills No thrills.
However, I would never (or maybe I would) cross path with the kids we met at the park. Cause, I wouldn't be be meeting Zest on a Saturday Morning, I would be in Hatfield on Saturday. I would have met Zest on Friday Morning for Tea, head off to Hatfield and maybe spend the night at Hatfield.
Those kids (I know the don't matter, but!), would forever be complete strangers ? or people we just walk pass all the time ?
Mind you the Skate park we went not to popular but there was a few nice ramps. And, on usual days I would have never gone with Andy. Andy alone... He's usually quiet, he doesn't speak to new people.
Okay. Enough of this whole big circle of action, reaction.
They said always said, hindsight's 20/20.
I should have known better. :)
That made me thought maybe every event, everyone we meet, everything and anything that happens is just a piece of puzzle that's handed to us as another 'piece' closer to the 'grand plan' , the 'bigger picture' ?
And, if so what happens when we die ? or when we are dying ?
What do we say to ourselves? O, I'm done putting the pieces together ? or O, I guess this is it ?
Yesterday, however, made me thought it through.
Maybe, Maybe... All this random pieces of puzzles given to us are leading or predicting the fashion of our demise ?
Maybe ?
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You see, if Joel didn't break up with me at 5am ? In the morning. I wouldn't have ended up staying up crying and not going to bed. I probably wouldn't call my professor up and cancelled our high tea. And, because I was staying up all 'night' crying and not meeting my professor(Let's give him a name, how about Zest ?). Andy and I, ended up not going to Hatfield either. Instead, I rescheduled High tea with Zest, Andy dragged me out of bed, brought me to buy a goldfish and we spend the rest of the day at the skatepark. I was reading, while he was skating. The weather's getting better and better. We met some kids down at the park and hung out with them for abit . Our personal dealer's been running out ,of late. So, we bought some of the kids at the skate park. We invited them over to our place to use our bongs but they live rather far out in the suburbs. So, they didn't come.
On Saturday, I met Zest for High Tea @ The Muffin Man Tea Shop @ Kensington . Really nice and chilled out. Andy and I were having one last fuck before I left for the train - which made me miss the train I was suppose to get on. And, if I didn't miss that train and if I didn't get on the last cabin of the next train I wouldn't have bumped into the kids we met the day before.
I know this probabl doesn't make much sense to you people. But, it does to me so thats all that matters.
If, Joel didn't break it off with me on Friday morning. I would have gone for tea and to Hatfield with Andy. My week would have ended peacefully. No frills No thrills.
However, I would never (or maybe I would) cross path with the kids we met at the park. Cause, I wouldn't be be meeting Zest on a Saturday Morning, I would be in Hatfield on Saturday. I would have met Zest on Friday Morning for Tea, head off to Hatfield and maybe spend the night at Hatfield.
Those kids (I know the don't matter, but!), would forever be complete strangers ? or people we just walk pass all the time ?
Mind you the Skate park we went not to popular but there was a few nice ramps. And, on usual days I would have never gone with Andy. Andy alone... He's usually quiet, he doesn't speak to new people.
Okay. Enough of this whole big circle of action, reaction.
They said always said, hindsight's 20/20.
I should have known better. :)
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1 comments:
ya
putting the pieces together can be a real hassle
but it gives u times to reflects on the what if i did and didnt do.
so that all of us can learn and get on with our lives.
u bonkin the proffesor too ?
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