Are you, too, lost in this long string of binary code? The simplicity is no longer revealed in zeroes and ones. I fall on numbers throughout the race. Random chance and patterns come into place forming the sequence that is me. Climbing the rungs of a DNA ladder larger than I thought. I am merely a microscopic mishap in the body of someone’s being. Unconsciously affecting the being of his sequence. I never meant to harm him and he never knew I existed; preoccupied in running his own race. A chance of a chance within a chance and so on.