My Soulmate in Belt Form

Sometimes love happens in the most unexpected ways. You're walking along in Walmart and you see some Post-Its for $1.00, you can't find your debit card so you have pay for gas with hard currency and happen upon a new flavor of V8 Fusion, or you think you're going in the wrong direction only to find out you, in fact took a short-cut. All these little moments, they coalesce into something beautiful, something moving, and they affect you deep to your heart-of-hearts and teach you the significance and meaning of life. You're content. You're happy. You're satisfied. You wake up in the morning, eat a jelly donut, maybe some chocolate chip waffles. What could be better?

A shopping trip.



Shopping...shopping is great...it requires minimal thought. Your mind wanders. You think about coupons. About BOGO deals. About two for one deals. About being thrifty as Beyonce sings a lullaby in your head. And then it happens. Your eyes alight on color. Brilliant beaded color and you just know that it's destiny. That it's meant to be. How could the intricate, gold(ish) mounted belt possibly be for someone besides you? Who could possibly appreciate the style and attractiveness of such a specimen?

You think to yourself this is unreal, but then you get over it. This is fate. This is magical. There's no time for insecurities and you buckle up. Literally.