A Universal Truth

I have a habit of being quite lucky - good things tend to happen to me now and again. Don't get me wrong, I've had my share of disappointments, but the Universe does seem to have a lovely little habit of shifting to accomodate my wishes.

It happened when I suffered a month of serious heartache - and the Universe threw a festival and a holiday my way.

It happened when I wanted to join a gym. I visited a super slick establishment on Bond St and fell a little bit in love - and then received a very nasty shock when they revealed the huge hole it would leave in my bank account on a monthly basis. Two days later, I received a week free trial courtesy of Conde Nast, went once and hated it! I joined Brixton leisure centre (a discounted membership in exchange for a little flirt) instead, and hey presto! A match was made.

I decided last Thurday that I needed a little chest of drawers, so that clothes I had shoved in suitcases could be folded and stored in the more fitting fashion i felt they deserved. Yesterday, but ten doors distance from my flat, I found the perfect piece of furniture, left out for rubbish. The Universe even put it on wheels, so i could wheel it into my flat, and into its allocated spot. Obviously, it fit like the preverbial glove.

I'm not a religious person. But I really do have faith in the Universe. If you ask for what you need (and not just what you want) the Universe will probably deliver in some form or other - he's got your back.