I don't like to think there's fate. I like to believe I control my own destiny and that it is not dictated to me or mapped out already. But then there are those days when the choices you make, and all the events that took place, seem as if they were just necessary steps towards this one summit. And then maybe you can rewind a little further back into the past, and start seeing all the other little things which led you to this. And it's really baffling.
As much as I admit to feeling like yesterday was the work of fate, I also feel a sense of control that I haven't felt in awhile. Maybe there's no fate. There's just a kind of gravity which pulls us in the right direction, and everything about yesterday was right.