This book is all about the different versions of us, sometimes believing that it's all just a big coincidence, from me and you existing to the very birth of this universe. All of it happened by chance, nothing was written or will ever be written beforehand. We fall in love, and fall apart, none of it having a grand design behind it. Things just happen, it's all chaos and we are here trying to make sense of it in every way possible.
And then sometimes believing that it's all meant to happen, that there's a reason behind it all, from stars exploding and us tracing back our existence to their core, and that it was all meant to be. How nothing in the universe happens by chance, it all has a purpose and my hand in yours right now, was something that was written billions of years ago. That our atoms came from the same stars, and this universe is anything but a coincidence.
Hope you find reading this book enjoyable even if the title feels a little out of context, but then again, this night sky is one big canvas, and some nights I like to paint rhinos in the sky.
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