Thursday, December 29

This is it

Three days before the end. When I had already started doubting myself, my beliefs, my own made-up unrealistic theories of life, and my tendency of finding connections among seemingly, obviously unrelated things.
Three days. The click, like a spring jumping from inside a machine, felt with an almost imperceptible jolt, but without disturbing the mechanism, dull in its daily functioning.
And the feeling. Long awaited yet unexpected. The answer preceding the questions. The knowing.
"Fate, it seems, has a way of catching up to you, of balancing the universe."
And here we go again.

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