destination: beautiful
Daniel Johnson.
I live in a small town in the South East of England - near London for those who don't know - and I often write music and poetry which stops me from getting any real work done.
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Into It. Over It. - “Embracing Facts” (acoustic)

(via boxedwinecat)

That phrase ‘it was meant to be’ annoys me, like when you meet someone and end up being with them, and it turns out that they were on that particular bus because they missed that last one because they had to tie their shoe, or a traffic jam meant that you entered a room at the same time as them which is why you started talking or it turns out you lived just down the road from each other for years but only happened to meet 10 years later in a foreign country.
And people will turn to you and say ‘well obviously it was meant to be!’ as if this is some sort of amazing thing that fate has organised.Well I think quite the opposite. The odds were stacked against it. Saying that it was ‘meant to be’ ignores the utterly beautiful chaotic way that somehow this very significant event took place. It ignores the utterly bizarre phenomenon that is coincidence.
It wasn’t meant to be.
But yet somehow, it still was.

Spirited Away (2001)