Factoring in the previous generations, all the different ways a birth could have gone, and several other known factors that inevitably lead to the production of ourselves only represents the 1 in 400 trillion statistic. Though what it can’t factor is what makes you, you. Starting from a younger age, there are so many small things I am assuming has made an impression on me today, whether it’s the way I think, act, or even my aspirations. As we were gathered for a meeting around the campfire in the summer camp, these epiphanies started to sink in, and soon I became aware that all existence is rooted in possibilities. Our future relies on these same possibilities, possibilities literary made this world. The majority of us rely on chance now as we are, for the most part, applying to private high schools. In this scenario, we find ourselves in a limbo of whether we are going to get in or not, factoring in all the potential outcomes, but all the others tend to escape us, and we begin to feel we have control over this dice of a world.

We live life like we control it, but in reality, with every year comes a higher chance of us dying, so I think we should all roll the dice, but we should be more cautious of the improbable vicissitudes life may throw.