I’m watching a movie – many will figure out which one by what I’m going to describe:
A young man who lives alone wants to cook his supper. He only owns one skillet so he hefts the leftover spaghetti from the night before out his apartment window so he can reuse the pan. Viewers get to see it go splat on the concrete two stories below.
The young man sloppily pours oil into the pan, spilling some all over the stove top. He puts some rice in the microwave as well. He figures he ahs time to squander while his food cooks so he breaks out a few gifts he’d bought for himself.
First up was a very expensive gold Rolex which he puts on his wrist. He next picks up a diamond ring which he promptly loses down the garbage disposal when he gets distracted by a popping noise from the microwave. So he thrusts his Rolex wearing wrist into the disposal and quickly becomes stuck due to the expensive watch.
In the mean time, the hot oil on the stove ignites, starting his apartment on fire. The young man finally manages to get free of the disposal – though now watch-less – and escapes down the fire escape. As he stands there looking up at his burning apartment he says something like “Man, am I lucky.” He takes a step, slips on the leftovers he had tossed out earlier – falls and is impaled by the fire escape.
My thought is how often we do stupid, mindless things not realizing how it could change our lives. You make take the short cut home everyday but suddenly get the urge to take the long way home, thus what you decide on a whim could put you in the wrong place at the wrong time.
Many people call it Fate or Destiny – while I’m not opposed to calling it either of those things – I also believe they are the thread of our lives. Small, seemingly minor decisions can have a deeper, longer lasting impact on our lives then some of the bigger ones ever could. Like wanting sex when you know you are out of condoms and the girl isn’t on birth control – that split minute decision could effect you the rest of your life.
Yes, I’m rambling because I’m exhausted (if I haven’t mentioned it before, I really am exhausted). The movie, by the way, is Final Destination Two.
