This post originally appeared on my other blog
Leaving the restaurant, I reached into the bowl for a fortune cookie. The fortune cookies were wrapped in cellophane. I only intended to take one cookie, but for some reason, this particular wrapping had two cookies.
The first fortune read, The One who arrives Last is Happiest because He doesn't have to Wait.
Clearly, that fortune was not meant for me. I am never going to be the last to arrive. I just... can't even compute! My bones were made for arriving early; I'm pretty sure that just walking into a room as the last person makes me deeply unhappy.
Normally, I'm not so quick to dismiss a fortune, but since I got two cookies, I felt almost obligated to reject the first one.
The second fortune said, You will be Recognized for your Efforts.
That. That is a fortune I would like to come true.
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