unicidades

It's in between the lines that I find you. The subtle associations that my mind creates, but is it really my mind that creates these "signs"? If so, how? Late last night, I was traveling in a car going East, and I saw, on my right hand side, a nail salon named Rose's Nails. In the midst of lights, sounds and words, you came back to me, once again. The significance roses have had in our lives. Funnily enough, it was in that salon that I got my nails done the week of our first date. I never paid attention to the salon's name until last night. When I saw the salon last night, I remembered I was a walk-in and that the person who helped me was a gentleman, who claimed he had a twin flame. I went to him a few times, he was strange. I remember he looked like he had this pain inside of him. I remember he said that doing nails was a way to serve others. Gave me this lecture on how Christ would wash other people's feet. But something was odd about him. He was not