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"What if she was meant to be, or could have been, someone important in my life? I think that’s what scares me: the randomness of everything. That the people who could be important to you might just pass you by. Or you pass them by. How do you know…I felt that by walking away I was abandoning them, that I spent my entire life, day after day, abandoning people.”

- Peter Cameron


There are times when I think about this from almost the same perspective. Although not to that profound extent of the whole 'abandonment' notion, but yeah you get my drift. Have you ever wondered how life can work in the most remarkable, yet the most randomest ways? And how people actually meet and get to know one another, which may or may not lead to something greater such as friendship and whatnots? And if you think about this for a moment, it is that amazing. Imagining a situation whereby a man and a woman got married, and never knew that they had actually "collided" numerous times before. However random this is, it's just simply amazing. The works of fate, coincidence and probably some effort intertwined together to unite people. So does this mean that we all have second chances with anyone out there at all? Or third, forth, fifth, infinity and beyond? And that some stranger out there might someday be part of our lives? And if so, how many chances do we get?

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