The more I think about things the more I see no rhyme/reason in life. No one knows why some things work out and some don't... why some get lucky and well others don't.
"...el amor es una cabra tocando el violín..."
Chagall
Cast Away...
And I know what I have to do now. I gotta keep breathing. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. Who knows what the tide could bring? ...
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