Yesterday as I was walking to the tram stop on my way home from uni I saw an eagle or hwak fly over with a peewee caught in it's beak. I had two thoughts. When I first saw the spectacle, I thought "Wow, what an incredible sight. I wonder if I have time to grab my camera out of my bag and take a photo before the eagle flies goes out of sight behind that building." When I realised that no, I did not have time to get the photo, I reflected on the unusual nature of what I had just seen. This led me to conclude that fate has us all like peewees in an eagles beak sometimes, and sometimes it really feels like that too.Labels: CFS, chronic fatigue syndrome, fate