Luck. The Good. The Bad.

Luck. Good luck. Bad luck. Does it really exist? Does it rule our lives? You could write a book about luck. I'm sure the book has already been written.

Is every moment a coin toss? Or is every moment destined? Is everything just a 50/50 proposition, or is the grand narrative of the universe all written out and fated?

When you have luck, when you are feeling lucky, well, it's almost like the gods are with you. The wind is at your back, all the dominoes are falling your way.

When bad luck rules, it seems you can't buy a break. You feel cursed. Punished. You think the gods must hate you, and that they all just love to taunt you.

You look at the universe, and how you got here, and the long string of events that had to happen to bring you to this place, right now. The mind reels. Is it all just luck?