“Don’t give me that ‘you were lonely’ shit. I was lonely as well, and I had to raise our daughter for that time. I wasn’t the one that was trying to chase years that I couldn’t get back, and I certainly didn’t have my eye on anyone else, because I thought our marriage meant something!” She angrily threw the coffee cup into the ocean, then glared at him in full. “And what you
Sometimes there is a price to pay for confessions....
One of the most critical moments in the Berylverse is about to come now, as secrets are revealed and mysteries are outed, whether or not people (or ponies) desire so.
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The truth can often be exactly what destroys you.
Gambler's fallacy: the belief that your repeated actions affect the odds on a system that you do not control. Rising back after every setback isn't always the way to go, because you may discover that settling down puts food on the table, while continuously defying the odds risks more than what you can afford to lose.
Every casino should have an arch saying "abandon hope, all you who enter here". And my university should have had one saying "a high school dropout had better chances than your degree; if he has better contacts than you."
Hope tends to be what distinguishes between men and mice, and thus the last thing that we ever wish to see lost. It is monstrous to squash hope. Yet I look out there, and I fail to be invigorated. My best hope used to be that, at this point in my life, I would be a junior manager in a hotel or a restaurant, or to be racking up money from patents derived from my revolutionary thesis. My current hope is to ever make something out of my degree, or to receive pennies out of the hundreds of millions per year that the industry will make through derivative patents if I can ever afford to finish the research in the first place.