Do people meet because it is written? Or are we just atoms colliding randomly in this existence we call a life? Well what does it mean that something is written? Does it mean that the decision we ultimately go for is the one we were meant to take regardless of all the anguish, indecision and heartache? I think that's a load of rubbish. Some people meander along in their lives, unsure of what they want, and then life makes decisions for them. Others make too many wrong decisions, not because they've thought it through, but because they can.
Then if we know what we can avoid in order to be unhappy, what are we looking for that can make us happy? At this moment in time, what will make me happy are some macaroons from this shop I've never even been to. A shop somewhere in Paris.