Three Years On
Against all the odds
(or maybe not... entropy is a funny thing)
A humble strand of ones and zeros
Deflected my trajectory by 90 degrees
And brought me to you.
Three years and countless cookies later
If I saw a movie about us
I would accuse the writers
Of overextending the concept
Of suspension of disbelief.
And yet.
Here we are.
And there's no better place to be.