as i approached what i consider my 'Dr. Quinn, Medicine Woman' area, a stream where i sit to channel my inner pioneer at the end of my Sunday hike, i saw, inexplicably, a chair. it was faux baroque and hideous.
fucking LA actors i thought instantly, defacing planet Earth with crap furniture for what? filming?
i walked closer and saw a photo shoot in progress. it looked like engagement pics for a blended family. i overheard the photographer bribing the youngest kids, “you’ll get to wear the crown if you stand over there…”
based their decision to carry an ornate chair into the woods for natural-looking photos, it seemed best to avoid the chair people.
trudging along a different path, i mildly lamented my loss of Old West settler time for the week. then i heard water. i looked over and about 10 feet below the path was secluded access to the stream.
i climbed down and discovered the area was pretty deluxe, as these things go. best of all, it was barely visible from the path.
could the message be clearer? or more literal?
let’s review: my path changed. just down the road i found something better.
in fact, not getting what i thought i wanted led me directly to the new option.
to drive this home, i never found this spot before because i never needed it. in the past i’d gone to the chair people’s location, so by the time i passed the cooler spot, i’d already had my fix.
the better alternative only revealed itself as needed.
do you see how bonkers this is?
it’s proof! evidence of what i tell people and write about all the time.
think back to times you haven’t gotten what you wanted. did it work out eventually? did you get something better later on? let me know in the comments!
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