Sometimes you’re just lucky.
As Americans, most of the stories, books, and music we hold dear – are based on nothing more than sheer chance.
In almost everything we create and experience, there are characters strung together by a series of near-random events unfolding before them. Often times, they’re at the mercy of the universe, a step here, a stumble there – and a path is set upon.
If Daisy just waits for Gatsby, if Peter Parker doesn’t take that wrestling match, if Ray Kinsella doesn’t trust the voice, if RZA, GZA, and ODB never meet Ghost, Rae and Meth, if Shep never makes that bet with Nutso…
I guess what I’m saying is: Maybe I’m here by chance, but it’s no accident I’m here. It’s no accident you found us.








