The Least Common Denominator

LXXII.I Trapezoid

Fate is such a fickle, yet ridiculous concept. I feel like I've ruminated on the subject before, but it was always the circumstances that really make me try to push these thoughts out of my head. In a sense, was I fated to constantly talk about the concept of fate? Or was I merely projecting my views like a damn idiot again to merely justify my irrational stupidity? Or was it the roundabout way that fate worked which facilitated such a roundabout way of thinking in the first place?

 

"We have a problem."

 

Either way, fate has a hand in everything so I knew I should've expected this to happen sooner or later. My tendency to somehow be paranoid, yet be utterly complacent in the simplest of things had once again reared its ugly head. Perhaps I should start learning to make the most of my insanity, but wasn't that what I was already doing?

 

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