Look at us.
Always running around.
Always rushed.
Always late.
Guess that’s why they called it the human race.
But sometimes it slows down just enough for all the pieces to fall into place.
Fate works its magic and you are connected.
Every once in a while, in all the randomness - something unexpected happens and it pushes us all forward and the truth is - what I’m starting to think, what I’m starting to feel is that maybe the human race isn’t a race at all.
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