A few months ago I wrote about an encounter I had with an woman in the supermarket. From time to time I recall that conversation and wonder if – as my sister seems to believe – she was an angel. As in a celestial being. Now, of course I don’t actually believe that. I’m far too cynical. But sometimes I like awake in bed, my cat nestled under the crook of my arm, and consider the possibility. What if there was someone looking out for me? As unrealistic as that thought it, it gives me comfort.
I had that thought again this afternoon when, for the third time, I came across a heart-like shape on the sidewalk. I added it to my growing collection.
Running across these tiny hearts makes me feel hopeful, like maybe someone is telling em to hang in there a bit longer. I’m going to keep crushing away on Luc at the gym. I like the way he smiles at me when he sees me. He’s super serious most of the time, so to see him smile makes me feel good.
I spent most of the weekend re-designing our events site, BuffsandBrainiacs.com. Tell me what you think? Any cool widget ideas I can add?