Things just happen sometimes

Karen and I haven't been together since mid-November. Shit happens, and not everything works out the way you want it to. But we're still good friends (one of those rare cases where it actually is the case). And that's all I'm going to say on that matter.

I surely can't be the only person who beats the ever-loving crap out of himself over things he had no control over. Or maybe I am. You think that if you had done something different, be a better person, done this instead of that, taken path b instead of a, that you could have changed things. And the reality of it is that even if you could go back and do it again, you still wouldn't be able to change things, because you have no control over them. Some things are meant to happen, and others aren't. That's what the fatalist in me says. The other parts say, "screw that! We don't believe in any of that fate crap!" Thus the conflict. When you have no actual control, can you change things? If fate isn't so then can you change what you have no leverage on? If fate is the way of things, what's the point in trying? It'll happen anyway, after all. And I think it's that obvious lack of complete control that brings people time and time again back to the concept of fate. And maybe we aren't meant to walk a path in this life. But we still have to walk it. Some roads will meet up and travel together for a time, and they're wonderful trails, and sometimes they're only passing eachother. In the end, I guess all you can do is keep walking.

That probably didn't make a lot of sense, but I'm too tired to try to correct it right now. Maybe later. New shinies, as always, behind the vote icons.

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Garth (Monday - January 30th, 2006) -05:20:58