Kismet

I don’t know what to call it. Serendipity. Fortunate happenstance. Fate. 

I found this note (or the note found me) under the chair I was sitting on while I was in a meeting exactly a year ago. What are the odds of finding a note like this in a room full of campaign materials and office documents. 

The  note could not have come at a better time. During that time I’ve been pondering about work tasks, the launch of my passion project, and situations happening in my personal life. 

The universe might be sending a message as I find myself at a crossroads again. 

Sometimes the answers to our deepest questions will start to surface, in the most bizzare and unpredictable of places.


Words: Frances Damazo

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