Chemistry and Timing

Ted: I used to believe in destiny. You know? I’d go to the bagel place, see a pretty girl in line, reading my favorite novel, whistling the song that’s been stuck in my head all week, and I’d think, “Wow, hey — maybe she’s the one.” Now I think, “I just know that bitch is going to take the last whole wheat everything bagel.”

Robin: You’ve just been focused on work.

Ted: No. It’s more than that. I’ve stopped believing. Not in some depressed, I’m-gonna-cry-during-my-toast way. Not in a way I even noticed until tonight. It’s just, everyday, I think I believe a little less, and a little less, and a little less, and that sucks. What do I do about that, Scherbatsky?

Robin: You’re Ted Mosby. You start believing again.

Ted: In what? Destiny?

Robin: Chemistry. If you have chemistry, you only need one other thing.

Ted: What’s that?

Robin: Timing. But timing’s a bitch.

-HIMYM S07E01: The Best Man

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What happens when you ‘let the fates decide.’

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