Post mortem

Often it is the tiny, almost insignificant decisions we make in our day to day lives that have the most impact on who we are, who we're with, who hurts us. (Because really, who gets to hurt us but those we allow) It is almost untraceable. When you try to figure out where a mistake was made it's next to impossible to find it.

Sometimes we find ourselves in situations, uncomfortable situations, brought about by a series of random and harmless decisions. Like a decision to talk to someone new, to be friends with an unlikely new acquaintance. How can a potentially heartbreaking situation come from a set of lighthearted conversations? It's like asking 'why do bad things happen to good people?'. It never gets a straight answer. It is disconcerting to know that there is no way to predict a bad outcome. It just happens.

All things eventually come to an end. The good and the bad, fortunately and unfortunately. So how do we end something that is veering towards an unfortunate ending when it is based on a series of fortunate (happy!) events?