Twins
I like it when unlikely candidates are somehow linked together. Magic Johnson and Larry Bird is the pairing that immediately comes to mind. Magic is black. Larry is white. Magic came from the city. Larry was raised on a farm. Magic played on the west coast. Larry played on the east. Still, their stories intersected in a way that most people could never have imagined. I’m fascinated by the improbable relationship which followed.
Though on a much smaller scale, this happened with me a few days ago at the gym. Every once in awhile, I hear a song that speaks to me for whatever reason. In this case, I honestly can’t explain exactly what it is. But, a song came on that was so hauntingly beautiful, I had to look it up when I came home. I purchased the track and have had it on repeat ever since.
I’m sure that I’m at least a year late to the party on this one. You’ll have to forgive me, because Rihanna and I don’t run in the same circles. I know hardly anything about her. Still, there is more that unites rather than separates us. At the end of the day, I’m sure we’d both be surprised by how much we have in common. From here on out, we are friends.
