Dysfunctional Dreamer

I Wonder...

Everything happens for a reason.
I'm beginning to believe that they do. Look at it this way: if I had flown off to London in September last year, I think I wouldn't have had the chance to get to know a lot of people better. People whom I've never thought I'd be chummy with, and I'd probably wouldn't have met the most interesting people who are my friends now. I wouldn't have known that my long-lost friends would re-appear and that in itself has been a pleasant surprise.

What a weird twist of fate.
Or is it?

posted by nori_b @ 12:26 PM