Chatting with my friend H last night, when that came up. "Wasn't meant to be." The ultimate in placation. The fates wove your thread in a different direction. Wasn't meant to be.
But doesn't that make you want to ask "What is meant to be?" To question the weavers. Where is this going? Why?
And there were lots of fish and fishing metaphors, that we have all heard before . . . plenty of fish, throwing out lines, fish out of water . . . how we are atypical . . . about small target markets . . .
But what is meant to be? If there is "wasn't" certainly there is a was somewhere. Somehow.
And I don't want predictable. And I like the tapestry I have so far . . . even the holes and dark spots. So I don't want to change anything. Just want to question for a bit. So how do you know what is meant to be?
What is it that happens when you question the fates?
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