“Well, look who I ran into”
crowed Coincidence.

“Please,” flirted Fate, “this was meant to be.”

~ Joseph Gordon Levitt, The Tiny Book of Tiny Stories

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Watered Down

“…I take the corners, slower and steady
This chip on my shoulder, it ain’t so heavy anymore

We still fly like gypsies
Just a little closer to the ground
And we still love our whiskey
But now it’s just a little watered down…”

“…Those old ghosts still chase me
But feels like they’re losing ground
Yeah I’m still crazy
But now I’m just a little watered down…”

~ Trace Adkins