A woman I’m interested in asked if I liked romantic women and I said yes. I told her that I had always wanted to be serenaded by a mariachi or a conjunto singing gorgeous romantic songs in Spanish. I had hoped that this would happen under the moonlight while I/we stood on a balcony. She kind of stuttered her disapproval or objections, I don’t know which, so I dropped it.

Cut to the next night when we’re hanging out in her apartment which happens to have a balcony. It overlooks the beach and the parking lot of some sort of night spot. I kept hearing a trumpet play but didn’t think anything of it until a mariachi struck up “Cielito Lindo” in the parking lot for a trio of drunk, dancing couples. She hadn’t done anything. It was just a weird coincidence. We stood out on the balcony and laughed our asses off.

I think it’s the universe telling me that that’s the best for which I can hope. At least, it is in this situation. :)