5 minutes to destiny

Friday I was trying to waste some time. It’s a long weekend here so I was trying to wait a while before I hit the highway so I wouldn’t get stuck in all the 5-7 traffic that inevitably floods the highways on the long weekends. So after work I was laying on my yoga mat in class pretending to be in a state of complete Zen so that all the older women wouldn’t talk to me. It’s as if they think I’m there to make friends not accidentally stumble onto the one position that’s going to give me instantaneous euphoria. So as I’m laying there I leaned my head back to look at the clock on the wall. I’d never noticed before but in place of numbers it had Chinese characters with English words below them, describing the characters. Nestled between Peace and Fortune was Destiny. According to the clock on the wall it was officially 5 minutes to destiny.

So the teacher came in and class began. An hour in and we were all on our backs, legs spread, knees bent, flexing various muscles I didn’t know we had and it happened. I found the position. I had to stop because I swear I was going to… um… yeah.

If that’s not destiny, I don’t know what is. If you need me, I’ll be on the floor in my bedroom…