Life is what happens when you call out to the universe...

So I go to meet up with my sis @ 34th street for some new years outfit damage control, and after not finding a damn thing except for piles and piles of messy clothes left by other shoppers, we decide to go to GnG's in Soho... for some wine, for some -life discussions, and I don't mean venting about dudes or how messed up our nail polish looks on your nails... I mean real life sht.

As we are drinking our red Merlot, this older white man approaches us at the bar and sparks up the most random conversation... about life. And one of the things that he said, that caught my attention, was that during major transitions in our lives (i.e. new job, graduation, moving etc) we may think that we truly know what we want, but in the long run that thing that we wanted was way off chart. You never truly know what you want, because what you want just happens... this thing just manifests on its own... and looking back at all the major points in my still young life on this planet, I can agree.

The older man with white hair walks away and returns with this guitar pick, hands it to me, and says: hold this close to you, in your wallet, or somewhere safe, and it will bring you luck. I guarantee you this. It brought me luck (I guess he was paying it forward). PAUSE. 2 hours earlier I was telling my sis that I feel like someone put a FUKU on me and then we start to scream ZAFA (reference to Junot Diaz last novel...yes, I am Dominicana)... PLAY... so I look at yuvs and I'm like, wow, if this is not an omen, then idk what is... and there I sat by the bar, with a pick in my hand, flabbergasted.

I know it wont bring me monetary riches, bc I am not even about that, but if it brings me the other riches I seem to be waiting for... happiness, as in true happiness... then he gave me the best gift anyone could have.

Anywho, if that's not crazy and dope at the same time... then I don't know what is.

DIG IT.
FAN STAR