CHANCE VS DESTINY: A RHAPSODY

I don't know if I'll ever understand this life. One minute you're languishing in the proverbial good life, master of your own universe, living off nothing but the sun, the rain and the bare earth, and the next you're torn from everything you know and love, your entire existence suddenly resting in the hands of forces beyond your control. Why me? It's just not fair.

Or so I thought...

But after some soul-searching, having my hair pulled off, being washed vigorously, and jammed with a hundred strangers into some sort of plastic packaging, I had an epiphany. This was my calling. Whatever my destiny was from here on, I was made for it, and it was all at once inescapable and beautiful.

And so I rose to meet my fate.