the more

the more i talk to people i know and find out what they're doing with their lives
the more i'm happy to have been so lucky to have stumbled into what i've stumbled into
by fate or happenstance i managed to net more than i had hoped to have
and while my friends and peers may be happy in their own way, their ways are decidedly not my way
and what they have is not what i want
what i have is what i want, and what i want is what i have
i think, perhaps i fool myself, that i know and focus on what is important in life
but after all is mumbled and sold, and hands are waved and squints blinked
so much of everything depends on luck and fortune

i made my luck to some extent, i suppose -- after all, i narrowed my "dating pool" significantly to exclude all but my people. but this is what we all do, after all. how was i to know that beyond that narrow intersection of hobbies we'd find so much more to bind us?

as the siren of the woods wails her lament to me i smile, blessed. how lucky i am.