A Book of Random Thoughts

The Opposite Side of The Road

nothing super spectacular happened today, but one teensy little event left me thinking hours later.

my boyfriend lives about an hour away from me. and he frequents areas that i go to often as well, yet we never actually met in any of those places.

today while on the road, i passed him going in the opposite direction. and it made me think.

we've been right under each other's noses for so long. and we had no idea the other person existed for all this time.

how many times have i passed him before i knew of him? how many times have we been in the same building at the same time without even knowing it?

somehow it makes our meeting feel even more like fate. because out of all the times we could've met, we did when we needed each other the most.

i know i said this in my last entry, but truly, i feel so incredibly lucky and grateful to have finally found someone that truly loves me for me.