When things fall into place just so.
When good fortune touches a moment, an hour, a day.
When things work like they’re supposed to.
When life is good, the sun shines, and birds sing.
When the day smiles at you and beckons you to go forward.
Because everything is going to be fine.
Today wasn’t that day.
Opening one bleary eye to stare at the alarm clock that hadn’t gone off, I realized I was late.
Way late–to do something that I hate almost as much as going to the dentist.
What’s that, you ask?
The dreaded pap smear, or as I like to call it, the “cavity inspection.”
Jumping out of bed as fast as my wonky knee would allow it, I made for the shower.
Twenty minutes later, I was exiting the building, but not before hitting my elbow on the hand rail.
As I ran to the bus stop, an elderly woman sitting in her garden took great delight in telling me that the bus “had just left.”
Just as my derriere was about to make contact with the bus seat, the bus driver announced that we had to get off the bus.
I didn’t understand a word he said and instead came to this conclusion as I witnessed the exodus of fellow passengers.
Two minutes later, a kind woman who saw my bewildered state informed me that there was an accident on the main road and vehicles weren’t allowed to pass.
Realizing I only had twenty minutes to get to the hospital, I did the only thing left to do: I
ran power walked the two miles.
With sweat trickling down my back and other body parts, I arrived at my destination with one minute to spare.
Never you mind that my wonky knee almost gave out twice or that I realized half way through my trek that the feeling of freshness I had experienced after my shower was long gone.
Perspiring, hyperventilating, and realizing I desperately needed to find a bidet, I made my way to the counter.
Ten minutes later, I was on a gurney being told to prop my legs on stirrups and relax.
(An oxymoron, if you ask me.)
Metal clamps waving ominously before my eyes, I realized today was not the day.
The day when synchronicity makes the world a perfect place.
When a stranger who looks like Javier Bardem looks at you admiringly and asks, “How you doin’?”
When butterflies land on your shoulder and little children smile at you sweetly.
Today was a day when birds poop on your head.
Because that’s exactly what happened as I left the hospital.
I have yet to make its acquaintance.
When was the last time you experienced synchronicity?
Note: Today’s photo has nothing to do with synchronicity–of course!
Instead, it’s a reminder that tomorrow is National Coffee Day.
Drink up, fellow coffee lovers!