i was playing solitaire recently (times like this -impending exams- are the best times to engage in mundane activities you wouldn't normally engage in) and i was thinking:

in solitaire, do the moves you make in the beginning of the game determine its outcome? as in, let's say you make a few wrong moves. only you don't realize those moves are wrong until you reach a dead end. there's not a chance to go back is there? and right the wrong moves. it's not about skill is it? let's say i have 2 options, and for one reason or the other, i decide on one. and if it leads me to make other good moves which in turn eventually help me win, then great. but what if i made that other choice?

who would have thought playing solitaire could inspire me to think about life? haha. we're confronted with choices every single day, and you can never know for sure if you make the right choice. but at least life provides more choices than solitaire to go back on the right path. you get second chances.

right?

sometimes i think life is this huge game of luck. and people are randomly assigned different fates. some are born rich and get richer. some are born poor, and struggle as they may, never find a way out. is it as simple as that?

other times, i'm convinced, we are more empowered than we think we are to steer our life, make the right choices. believing in fate is not an excuse to give up and surrender. i think the preoccupation with fate and destiny sometimes distracts us from living, from going after what we really want out of life.

i just watched my sassy girl (script not great, cinematography beautiful) and one of the characters said this:

Just suppose that the shaping and molding of destiny... is your destiny.

just some thoughts.