<p>I say one in a million partly as a figure of speech. I also say one in a million to signify the other’s significance; you don’t tell your other that she is just an ordinary person - you’d probably tell them that they’re special, or irreplaceable, or something saccharine like that. I finally say one in a million because it does feel like that; it does feel like chance has the overwhelming role - our circumstances were so odd - but I digress. Plus, my sample size of one is hardly significant ;). </p>
<p>Ah. Here lays the problem. Our definitions of “love” are both valid, but different. We should all love each other as brothers and sisters. There shouldn’t be a city of brotherly love, nor a country of brotherly love, but a world of brotherly love.</p>
<p>
</p>
<p>We perhaps do, but given our physical limitations - we can only be in one place at one time - we can only go to one college at a time - we can only be in one library at one time - we can only be on one internet dating site at one time (wait, really, LOL?) … we’re severely constrained. This makes me wonder too - how would things have turned out if I had just lingered around in Starbucks for 5 minutes longer? What if I went to that section of the library instead of this section? The possibilities are endless, and that’s why I simultaneously love and despise this question; although there is no answer, it does provide something to lucubrate over.</p>