Till one day while walking down the street a purple komodo dragon wearing a top hat and carrying a garden gnome on his back crosses my path and continues down the road while wagging his licorice tail as the sun begins to melt.
Sometimes things happen wether or not you want or even think they could.
And sometimes you have to take the purple dragon by the sweet tail, kick off the gnome and hop on in time to miss a huge glop of sun that falls from the sky.
Other times, that creature is never going to come and you'll keep walking down the street until you get a blister the size of New Mexico.