Destiny, Probably

Left alone, a man’s thoughts turn  to vengeance.

Who cut who off on the way home from the fucking grocery store. That loudmouth broad outside the restaurant. That one asshole at work, who you shouldn’t think about, but sticks in your craw. Every dumb little thing that’s ever happened.

Left alone a little longer, a man’s thoughts likely turn to a bunch of ridiculous ‘what ifs.’ What if he’d done one dumb thing ,or another.  Like that would’ve changed anything.

Fuck, he must think, looking over a lawn that refuses to grow in evenly, this fate shit must be real.

 

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