an sms to Fate, a friend of mine

YES, I am writing about a person with a bloody sorry excuse for a luck.

NO, I am not asking for a first hand experience.

"What doesn't kill you will make you stronger", maybe, but there is hardly an urgent need for me to become a superman. Please correct your perception and be more considerate next time.

Thank you very much. See you again.

reflection

"...there was a small girl, quiet and confused, torn between being amazed and trying to comprehend her surroundings both inward and outward."

fast forward for undisclosed time period, and i still have no freaking idea what was it that she couldn't understand.

maybe one of the main reason for why i am still climbing up is simply to get what she was trying to understand, but that will also continue to climb up on 'its' own, at 'its' own pace', in 'its' own orbital which clashes less and less frequently over time.
nevertheless, this motivation works for me so far, and so i'll go on, carry on, climb on.