Today, at the bus-stop, I had just bought myself a packet of crisps! Evidently in my hometown of Devon, and, as I walked out the shop, trying to filder the change left over, one one-pence coin(Or one-hundredth of a pound to all those who have no clue what a penny is) refused to slip into my pocket, And so, placing it upon my curled fore-finger, and aptly placed thumb, I flicked it spinning into the air. Failing to catch it, I let it land on the floor, and continued on. Seconds later, a police car, sirens and blue's flashing, shot up the road, which, got me thinking.. Could the entire of rality, the choices of men, the turn of events, hang on something so simple, as the flick of a coin?

Reality is what we make of it -- as the saying goes, but, could reality itself be decided by heads or tails? I stood thinking for a moment, musing, if my flip of a coin, contributed to the police head up the road moments later, and if the choice to flip the coin what just a chance from the same action?

Strange what the human mind can unleash unexpectingly, isn't it.