Anything Can Happen

I’m the kind of person who constantly wonders, “What if?” What if I hadn’t made that one little choice in that one split second? Would I still know you? Would I still be the person I am? Would I even be alive?

I’m the kind of person who enjoys everything, but only “while it lasts.” Because how could something so good last forever? How could my friends not get tired of me and replace me? Life changes, people change, and I don’t. I never change.

I’m the kind of person who wonders, “Well, if anything can happen, what’s keeping me here?”

Clockwork Spires


I smile at my friends as they walk out the door. I wave at their car as they drive away.

I wonder if I’ll ever see them again.

Not that they’re going away for a long time. In fact, we’ve just made plans to see each other tomorrow—Jittery Joe’s. Coffee. Conversation.

But anything can happen between now and then.

It’s not that I’m planning on not seeing them. I’m not thinking morbid thoughts of what could happen. It’s just—

Death is inevitable. And the daily illusion of immortality has never fooled me.

At any moment these fragile things we call lives could end—we could get hit by a car or crash our own. Our hearts could decide to stop or our lungs could give out or fill with water. Another human could make one bad decision and we could get shot or knifed or beaten. We could discover we have…

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