I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if were all floating around accidental like on a breeze, but I think maybe it's both. Maybe it's both happening at the same time.
drug dealer hears a knock on the door at 3 a.m. He goes and opens the door and see's only darkness. A young voice cries out in the dark "I need a push!" He replies that if he wants a push, he'll have to come out of the dark and pay him $250. There is no reply from the young voice so he goes back to bed. Thirty minutes later he gets another knock and this time he grabs his gun because he's starting to get worried. He opens the door and again cries out to the darkness "who is it?" Again he hears the young voice "I would like a push please." The drug dealer is frustrated with his gun pointed into the darkess. "Where are you!" he yells. "Im on the swings" replied the young voice........
"Hemingway has yet to use a word that would have his reader running to the dictionary."
"I can't believe he thinks