....so there I was feeling kind of low and sorry for myself today. Tears were abundant. The kind you can't seem to stop. (And NO I am not in pms mode before you start wondering.) I knew I needed to get out and feel the crisp fall air. I also knew that certain things or places or events would make my mood so much worse so I navigated quite carefully. Main Street has lots of places coming and going every single time you drive by. I thought it would be nice to walk. Simple. I stopped the tears long enough to get out of the car and walk into the antique place. It's new to me...always a lovely way to help me remember there are so many things out in the world yet to discover. Gorgeous furniture, dazzling jewels and period pieces from days gone by filled my senses long enough to get me through a few minutes. Then I was reminded of the days I often walked antique shops with people I no longer get to spend time with...the tears started to well up again. I stood there hiding behind a large piece of furniture as the player piano started a new song...this one. Immediately upon realization of the tune...I smiled. I then began giggling at the sight it must've been. One of those moments you see in the quirky girl sitcom. I imagined walking over to the piano with my jazzy dress and long white gloves and belting out the tune. Think Ally McBeal meets Gilmore Girls. My best buddy and constant source of lightness and laughter had been texting me. I immediately had to report how incredibly hysterical and ironic this moment was...she reminded me about my theories of the universe. When we don't listen to the whispers we get the screams. This time I got an upright player piano. Man, the universe is crafty!
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