I took a stroll to the nearby Starbucks this morning, which is not something I do very often- (the Starbucks part, not the strolling part.) I prefer little quaint coffee shops if I am going to spend any time in one, which was my plan, but for some reason, I had an itch for a familiar joint, so Starbucks it was.

I ordered this fabulous looking ham, egg and cheese sandwhich, and as I was waiting for it to get toasted, I took out my lap top, which proved to be quite fruitless, since I could not obtain a signal, so I put that back and pulled out a delicious book I brought along as back up, so all was not lost...A few minutes later I heard my name called, and as I walked up to the counter, I realized that the guy handing me my sandwhich was none other than one of my favorite friends from college, whom I had not seen since I was in college! It was like a moment out of a movie, and was nothing short of brilliant. He happened to be getting off work, so he came over to my table and we laughed and chatted and figured out that we lived 3 buildings down from one another...It was just great.

Later, as I was walking home, I kept thinking how lovely it is when things like that happen. How you can be having this absolutely terrible morning and then a minute later, your friend you haven't seen in 8 years is handing you a ham sandwhich. Life is good like that...