As reported here on this blog, my laptop and my bag and all my journaling notes for a year were ganked from my desk on Monday. And the bag I had was simply amazing. I went to get it replaced at Office Max Monday but they didn’t have any. But today. Yes. Today. I was in the Max and as I was walking down the aisle, some beaming light shone from the heavens, music, no, choirs of angels began singing in four part harmony. A voice boomed and implored, no, commanded me “walk this way”. And there it was. The bag. The same bag I lost. It was there asking, no inviting me to pick it up and take it home. And so that is exactly what I did. The bag you ask? It is a Park Avenue Executive Briefcase. Sure I know. You never heard of it. I don’t care. It is THE bag, no, the only bag for me.
The thief comes to kill, steal, destroy, and rip off my stuff. But today, I was directed by providence and I have part of my life back in order.