Life as we know it, is like this one big never-ending joke. Like for example, this man is deeply in love with this woman, who is taking a train to Texas to live there permanently, suddenly realizes that he can't let her go and so he goes to the train station to stop her and tell her how he can't live without her. But the cab he takes breaks down and so he has to run only to find a big man hole between the him and the only entrance! So he finds a long 2x4 so he can walk across. He has allergies and some pollen gets sweeped up by the wind and brushes his face. ACHOO! down he goes but his fingers are holding on to dear life to the 2x4. This little ant out of nowhere comes and goes down his arm and starts doing the rumba on his armpit. The woman's train is leaving in ten minutes and the man is in the hole with a broken leg and a broken arm. He screams out for help but the jackhammer across the street starts hammering away. No one hears him. Then he loses consciousness, the hole is so dark that no one can see that there is a man in the bottom. Two days later two construction workers go down the hole, see the man, and is saved. The woman, she was never at the station. She went to the man's house five minutes after the man had left to go look for her. Yeah, I know, this would never ever ever happen, but shit happens that make you say "SERIOUSLY?" (I've been watching a lot of Grey's Anatomy reruns and it seems like that word is very popular with the writers)

I guess, the moral of my story is:

1. Don't take taxis when chasing after the love of your life.
2. Don't be stupid and try to cross a man hole with a 2x4.
3. Try your hardest to look for another entrance (A train station can't possibly just have one entrance)
4. Take your allergy medicine.

And last but not least...

5. Don't get to the point of having to chase the love of your life. When you know how much they mean to you, don't you ever let go.

Duh.