Timing is everything. We rely on it to the point where it rules us. Think about it: you can never be late. You can never forget. These are not laws, but basic obligations.
I got to thinking. If I left one minute earlier, it would have been me she was asking for directions.
If it were me that she asked for directions, I would be the one that replied, 'I'm heading that way, I can walk you.' From there, 'Aren't you glad you ran into me?'
Then she would say like she did there, one minute ahead of me, 'I am.' Followed by a smile, then an abrupt turn to the right where we would share a drink.
I guess what I'm saying is, Don't get a Brittni when you want a taco.
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