Wednesday, March 20th, 2013 should have been like any other Wednesday preceding or following it except for one thing: that stupid fortune cookie I got on Dec. 20, 2012.
Remember this?
I wanted it to be true. Is that such a terrible thing? I rather live in a world of impossibility than plausibility. To hope for something fantastic or unexpected. Like Alice. “So many out-of-the-way things had happened lately, that Alice had begun to think that very few things indeed were really impossible.” I didn’t get the book deal I was hoping for nor was I swept in something so cool I couldn’t believe it was happening to me. But Wednesday March 20th, 2013 was not a total loss.
A co-worker of mine gave me a brand new pair of dress shoes that fit her in the store but not when she got home. I was in need of some new shoes for work. I’ve spent the last several weeks passing through stores, waiting to find the intersection of cuteness and price point. The shoes I have received I would not buy, but I like them all the same. They came when I needed them and they fit.
Coincidence? Probably. But I chose to believe the shoes were because of the fortune cookie. It makes for a more interesting story.
A co-worker of mine gave me a brand new pair of dress shoes that fit her in the store but not when she got home. I was in need of some new shoes for work. I’ve spent the last several weeks passing through stores, waiting to find the intersection of cuteness and price point. The shoes I have received I would not buy, but I like them all the same. They came when I needed them and they fit.
Coincidence? Probably. But I chose to believe the shoes were because of the fortune cookie. It makes for a more interesting story.
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