The End of Loneliness

by Benedict Wells

‘I am the greatest! I done tussled with a whale. Just last week I murdered a rock, injured a stone, hospitalised a brick. I’m so mean I make medicine sick. Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee.’

Life is not a zero-sum game. It owes us nothing, and things just happen the way they do. Sometimes they’re fair and everything makes sense; sometimes they’re so unfair we question everything. I pulled the mask off the face of Fate, and all I found beneath it was chance.

‘You can’t be wise and in love at the same time.’