If everything happens for a reason, then how can our most meaningful relationships be traced back to chance encounters? Threads are spun in the moment, but each strand is already connected to the one spun before. Once intertwined, no stretch can separate the split-screen. I am here now because you were there then- had we not been who would we be? Ocean after ocean, level upon level, just call and I'll jump. I know you'd help me unfall.
Posted by Sir Cucumber at 1:35 AM on Wednesday, August 10, 2011