There is a dissatisfaction in leaving things to fate. She often starts things rolling, presenting an opportunity only to abandon it like a cuckoo bird leaving the egg. “Fickle,” as is often said — for fate begins one thing only to leave it unfinished, incomplete.
It is therefore up to us – ourselves, you, me – to give form, meaning and eventual closure to these opportunities. She starts; we finish. It’s the only way to avoid a long string of disappointing half-tales. It also is a good partnership that gives us impetus.
So next time, follow that beckoning smile; pursue the sunlit bloom; see where the aside surfaces. A start, plus a thorough investigation, yields a full story. Fate + you = a beautiful experience, a slice of life.