When things are meant to be
November 12 / 7:30 AM
I was planning to go to another café to journal this morning, but I ended up coming to Ramblers instead.
As I’m about to sit down, I see Molly walk into the café.
We greet each other, and I mention that I was thinking of going to the other café but decided to come to Ramblers instead.
She smiles and says, 'I was planning on going there too!'
I pause and smile back.
I love it when the universe aligns like this—when things just seem meant to happen, even if we change plans at the last minute.
Or maybe those plans needed to change for this encounter to happen.