Why does it feel as if something is about to go wrong, it most certainly will. For me, it sometimes seems predestined that when our lives are meant to go downhill, the hill seems to cave in on itself and bring us down with it. But why also does it seem when the odds of destiny look stacked against us, all we can do is try and fight it? Is our stubbornness intrinsically human? Could it be a strength born of constant challenge, or brought on by something more divine?
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