Sometimes these little slips of paper can contain the sign you’ve been looking for and act as that sweet banner of hope encased in an even sweeter crunchy cookie…
And sometimes they just don’t.
Lately I’ve been spending nights and weekends in my sister’s dining room trying to figure my life out and get work done before my job ends. She’s usually doing work either across the table from me or at the counter in the room next door but we typically break for food at some point and a few times now that’s been a trip to Panda Express.
The first time we went there, just after the start of the new year, I was feeling hopeful about 2017. I was ready to shift gears and start carving my way through the waves of my life instead of sailing along with the currents that came for me. The hurricane of 2016 had ended and 2017 was already off to a pretty good start. Things were lookin’ up, my friends and I wanted to believe that they would stay that way.
[Crack open fortune cookie number one.]
And guys… come they did.
Life was great. Things were great. The best things had come to me and everything was wonderful. 2017 was on an official upswing and it was spectacular. Everything I had been nervous about had worked out. Everything I had been worried about, all the things that could have easily been the catalyst for an epic downfall, all of it had worked out so much better than I ever could have hoped it would. And to top all of that off…
…she kissed me.
For the first time, she kissed me. And things didn’t fall apart like I thought they would. Things were better than good. They were perfect.
And then things kind of weren’t… but I refused to be daunted. I was not about to let a few dark clouds heavy with the threat of a torrential downpour scare me into veering off course and away from where I was ready to take my year. Things were going to work out and things were going to be good and I was going to get my work done and I was going to be okay and my sister and I were going back to Panda Express! (Not because of all of that or because I needed a new sign but because we were hungry and there’s one relatively close to her house.)
[Nervously, albeit still quite hopefully, crack open fortune cookie number two.]
Vague… I know…
What kind of changes? BIG changes could be good or bad. BIG wonderful changes? BIG horrible changes? BIG changes in my favor…? What does this mean?? I didn’t know. This red ink on a slip of white paper I had just pulled out of a prepackaged cookie created in some factory and shipped to the fast food chain I had just gotten food from certainly didn’t know. But I was hopeful that the changes, however rough they may be, would be for the best because all I could take from this cookie was that big changes were definitely ahead.
Changes are always ahead. Of that, you can always be certain.
Fast forward (I want to say a few weeks but all of this happened THIS month – Cheese is priced, guys. It is still only January) some vague amount of time, probably a week or so… and I wrote my last post. If you haven’t read it, you should because it’s honestly what really drives this next one home because YESTERDAY! Less than 24 hours after I had written all of that, we were back at Panda Express to grab dinner before getting back to work.
I know, it sounds like I have a problem and I really need to stop going there but to tell you the truth, those are the only three times I have ever been to that place and it’s mainly just because I love rice… I could love worse things. Some people love heroin.
ANYWAY! We went back to Panda Express. And this time I don’t know what I was expecting this cookie to contain or what I was hoping that it would say and I honestly, I wasn’t feeling particularly like it would contain anything I needed to read but when my sister turned to me and asked me what mine said, I can tell you that I wasn’t expecting to bust it open and read this..
[Bust open the third cookie to pull out the slip of paper and read aloud]
and as soon as the words left my mouth all expression just fell off my face and my sister voiced my thoughts exactly as she laughed and just sarcastically said,
“Well thanks, fortune cookie.”
So there you have it, friends. My prospective fortunes for the new year have been predicted by the fortune cookies of Panda Express and it appears that my 2017 will be full of good things and big changes BUT! If I can befriend myself, it won’t be full of loneliness. If you stay tuned, maybe one day I’ll write a blog about how to be your own best friend.