Accidents happen over the course of the day. You're bumbling along, oblivious, thinking that the world is on your side and then, whoops, you accidentally drive into a horse.
Most of the time it's because we're moving too fast or trying to juggle too many tasks. We're distracted, we're not quite involved in our appointed task. There's a momentary blip in our thought process, and then out comes something we weren't quite intending.
If we're really lucky, our accidents can unfold with little consequence to ourselves or to bystanders.
But sometimes our fuckups can have devastating consequences. Victims of these accidents may wind up cursing their fates and rueing the very existence of the perpetrator for decades.
And other times, the perpetrator *is* the victim.
beautiful haiku
on its way to perfection
then what happened?
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