: my happening.

"what is your take on serendipity?" i was asked. the thought really never crossed my mind; if i believe in it, what it actually means and if it holds true to it's value of meaning. i found a plethora of meanings of the word "serendipity"; and it crossed my mind that perhaps the meaning does hold true to it's value, but i believe it only exists if you let it exist. when i think about it, everything in my life has been a desirable discovery by accident; i had a "life plan" since i was 16, and none of it has happened; therefore i could say that all the discoveries i have come across have been "accidents"; i haven't planned them. i cross paths with people that i don't plan on crossing with, and yet i find that those are the most desirable relationships i have. i can count on one hand how many times a "plan" occurred, and those were the least desirable in the end. and i can count on both hands and both feet how many times an "accident" occurred, that was so desirable i yearned for more. things don't happen because you want them to happen; things happen because you let them happen; you go with the flow in each breath you take, each smile you exchange and each kiss you indulge in. things happen the way they should; wether you want it to happen or not, it happens. what you'd like to call an "accident" is my "happening".