I'm a worshipper of chaos. I've studied the laws of randomness and learned to appreciate hazard so much as to use it as the foundation to my understanding of reality. Order is always the fortuitous consequence of random events, and its swirling flows inevitably drift haphazardly towards complete entropy.
August 6th was my 36th birthday, and I found a gecko in my appartment. It was running on the kitchen floor. There are no gecko where I live. In fact there are no lizards. Only salamanders and grass-snakes (according to these guys).
He most probably hatched from one of our plants, his egg having traveled from the U.S or Mexico.
We named him Hirohito.
He's dangerously small.
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