_paddling through_


does everything REALLY happen for a reason? do they have to?

today i suddenly started wondering why we are so convinced that things do happen for a reason. (it must be the weather.)



people can just attach a reason for every human action. i am amazed at how we do this. are we simply justifying things that are happening to us? because when i try to weave the so-called reasons behind the events in my life, i come up with different categories.

there are reasons that are rational, and there are reasons that are downright ridiculous; others i deserve, and others i don't (or i refuse to accept that i do); some reasons are justified, and some are not; some are obvious, some are blurred; some are enlightening, and some are irritatingly confusing.

most of all, some are known, and some are not. the question is, do we want to know it all?

this is another interesting contrast in life: we find so damn hard to search for meanings, but other times, we try to figure out if there's a way of not knowing. either way, there's always a big question mark right smack in the middle.