I’ve never believed in signs.

Except today, after a series of idiotic missteps, the dog getting loose on our walk, misplacing my car keys, a telemarketer who called as I was walking out the door, who wouldn’t let me get a word in edgewise, so I just hung up because I was running late, only to be stuck in traffic, but not before getting lost after being detoured because of construction on Main, that made me miss my appointment, landing me in the reception area to wait for an opening in the schedule, where I met you, waiting like me after missing your appointment.

But like I said, I don’t believe in signs, although…no…no, I don’t believe in signs, but I get the feeling that you and I happened upon something here and if not for my crappy day up until this point, I might never have met you.

~kat

A Three Line Tale that breaks all the rules for run-on sentences and rambling gibberish, prompted by this photo by Austin Chan via Unsplash.