In an alternate or parallel universe

What if in an alternate or parallel universe, we got everything we wanted? We reached every goal we had? We fulfilled every plan and every dream we dreamt of? Where no heart got broken and no soul got crushed. And every break-up was mutual. What if there was a universe where there was no one who had to live or die poor. Where money wasn't a desperate need? And where apologies were sincere and patience was abounding. What if there was a universe where you and I had met in a different place, in a different time and a different circumstance? In that universe, would I still be writing this blog?

In that world, I would have been an artist.. Maybe a singer, or a book writer or maybe even a designer of many things.. I would have finished a degree abroad but would've come back to work here, where I truly belong.. Home.. I would have owned 4 different breeds of dogs which I would have the luxury of time to walk every morning.. I would have lived in an apartment with a studio attached beside it; a studio which turns into the place where friends cozy up and share a story or two after a long week's work.. I would have owned a beat up range rover which I would still love nevertheless.. In that life I would be five foot six with longer legs.. I'd have ash brown colored hair that's perfectly wavy and that didn't have split ends..

One fateful day, I went down to the local coffee shop, like I usually do on mornings, and got my usual to go.. As I paid for my take out, I found you there, sitting on the corner table with your planner and journal to the side.. Your eyebrows meeting and your fingers tapping on the table.. while your other hand maybe massaging your nape.. There you would still be you.. only, the you that was meant for me.. I would have approached you but I realize I was 10 minutes away from being late from the meeting I scheduled for that day.. And before I walked away, I looked at you, to take another mental image if you.. To keep for rainy days.. You, were the guy for me, after all.. Even if I didn't know it yet..

So, I got my stuff and stepped on the gas and arrived my office right on the dot.. My secretary, would still be answering calls and booking appointments with other co-artists.. And in that world, I love my secretary because in this world, I have yet to have one.. She would put the call on hold and greet me goodmorning, she's the sweetest.. She would tell me that the client for the day has not arrived yet.. This would be a relief.. I would then go to my office and do my usual morning routine, whatever those are and open my planner.. "Today will be a great day! XO" would have been written down on that space for that day.. I look at the clock and Mr. client is apparently late, 20 minutes beyond schedule.. It was a good thing I was in a good mood that day, it didn't quite matter as much..

And after that seemingly short 25 minutes, my secretary finally called to inform me client was already coming into my office. I shut off my computer monitor and set aside the paper work I had for that day.. and finally, client comes in.. Before I could even say good morning, I see your face and I would have probably been dumbfound at that moment knowing that you were that same guy I wanted to approach in the cafe earlier today.. I smile and motion you to take a seat, I still couldn't take my eyes of you..

In that universe, you were very much available and you were very sure that I was the one you wanted.. There were no spur of the moments and moments brought about my too much alcohol. There, we talked on the phone every night and woke each other up in the morning.. There I wouldn't have been the second choice.. There I wouldn't have been just an option because I was the one you would eventually end up with.. Maybe, in that life I wouldn't be writing about another world because in that world, I already got everything that I wanted.. You.. :)