It's like rain on your wedding day; it's a free ride when you've already paid.

It's a fear of riding a bike after you've fallen down the stairs.
It's a mindless circle you diligently retrace.
It's your favorite food, lacking in taste.
It's an awkward smile when someone gives up their seat to you seeing you swollen with child.
It's comfort in a smell you can't put our finger to.
It's exhaustion after doing nothing the entire day.
It's neutralisation of an acid and a base.
It's phobia of losing face.
It's the essence of a certain kind of pain.
It's expectation in disappointment.
It's an inability to express despite having so much to say.
It's having feelings in spite of yourself.

Too often we think our lives are accumulation of our mistakes. What if they were meant to turn out this way? What if we are living in the most well-thought out journeys, or the most fortunate parallel universe there is (if you believe in parallel universes, that is). What if everything we are doing is merely abiding the regulation of life? There is no such thing as changing your destiny, neither is there fate. We can only make choices, not decisions. Ideas are coming like gushing water but we can only watch a leaking tap. There is a life, and we are tasked to see it through.

"We teach kids to consume, but expect them to co-produce." Something that might set you thinking?