“fate” is just a four-letter word…

Why are Americans so loud?… There are times when Koreans [and I] like peace and quiet. Sure, Koreans can be incredibly loud at times (usually when soju is involved), but generally, people respect the peace. And I, being the boring person that I am, appreciate this fact.

But Americans? My fellow Americans? We don’t seem to get that as a “people group” like the Koreans.

Several weeks ago, I was at my semi-local Starbucks minding my own business, trying to read up on some articles. It was quiet and there weren’t many other people there. And then, suddenly, the sweet silence was broken.

I knew he was from the US because he made mention of it, so I wasn’t just assuming… And then he announced to the whole of Sbux, “I don’t believe in fate.”

And then I thought, “Well I sure as hell do. Fate brought us together today. I can’t control that you’re here, hogging the quiet air space.”

I promptly plugged in some headphones and drowned that peace-disturber out.

I don’t think often about “fate.” It’s a bit too philosophical, “deep thinking” craziness for me. I do, however, think about the decisions I’ve made over the years… Things that felt like they were within my control. I always want to feel like I’m in control, like I’m winning. (I’m not sure when I became so competitive, but I think I unearthed that characteristic in 2010 thanks to a horrible sales job I had in Denver.)

I think about all my experiences and how they’ve shaped me into the person I’ve become. Good and bad; things I felt like I controlled and things I didn’t. Whether fate is really “real” or not, I’m thankful for all the things. All the experiences. All the early moves (four states, two countries, eight schools, and thirteen houses by high school graduation). The breakups (few, thankfully). The independant woman moves (Denver, Portland, and then Korea). And all the things that are happening now and that are going to happen: teaching, more moves, paying off debt, traveling internationally, becoming a “real” teacher. More. More. More. 

More is coming and it’s going to be awesome. All of it. As the year is coming to a close, like so many times before, I am reminded of how little control I truly have and how much of my life is entirely left up to fate.

And to that, I say once again, bring it on, yo.

*This post was written partially in response to WordPress’s Daily Post: Leftovers Sandwich.

4 Comments

  1. Dan Antion says:

    I tend to put more faith in the cummulatuve results of our little efforts than fate but I’m not ruling fate out. You have a wealth of experience at a young age. I’m sure good things will be the result.

  2. granonine says:

    Why are Americans so loud? Maybe it’s because of the vast open spaces we have over here that made it necessary for us to bellow over to the guy in the next valley :) Really, I don’t know. Are we the only loud people on earth?

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