A Play Of Serendipity

When the call ended, I heard an instant notification on my phone, her address as clear as day right in the palm of my hands. Finally I was to be in the same space as her. Her comfort zone, willingly she welcome’s me.

I hurriedly prepared to meet up with her. The tension of meeting her face –to-face made my body thrill in excitement.

I throw on the first clothe I could find in my wardrobe, but standing her…in front of the mirror and my image staring back at me, seemed like I had put in a lot of effort into choosing the right attire for the all-too-sudden occasion.

“Not too much?” I found myself asking as though waiting for my reflection to assure me it was just the right dress for the occasion. But staring back at me was a man dressed in a full set of suits.

Definitely not.