When is it supposed to happen…

I left work late, very angry because of having extrapolated the hours, because of hunger and a callus on my foot that throbbed to my soul. As if that wasn’t enough, she still needed to go to the supermarket to buy some basic and urgent items.

“Breathe, I thought to myself”… and I am crazy, even in the midst of chaos I sometimes have Poliana syndrome and I can find positivity in facts that are not always so pleasant; so the vibe went back to normal pretty quickly and I was distracted on the supermarket shelves for a while.

Realizing the late hours, I paid for my groceries and ran home, eager to take a warm shower and eat something pleasant, foods that release substances that produce joy and well-being in the body: serotonin, dopamine, etc.

But as not everything is under our control, when I got home, I found that I had left my keys at the company, —Naked… if I had the habit of swearing, this was the ideal time—, but anyway, I breathed again and again, and more once, there was really no option but to get the keys, unless he decided to break down the door, but… better not.

I went back to the company, got the keys and decided that I wouldn’t get annoyed about it, because it had already been resolved and that’s that, so the secret now is to enjoy the way back home, the wonderful sky and the moon that was coming in. in the flood with an irresistible magnitude; In this pause of awareness and breathing, I started to feel lighter, I took the headphones and put on one of my favorite songs. I was so absorbed in the song that I didn’t even hear a car horn offering me a ride; was a friend I hadn’t seen in months.

Today when I go back in time and remember that day, a loose laugh reminds me that chance doesn’t exist and that when something is to happen, the world can fall apart, work makes you freak out, you forget your keys and feel like killing itself, but nothing prevents it from happening.

The part of the ride, the chat, the invitation to dinner and the months that followed of a light and full relationship, I’ll leave it for the next text…