Sometimes you can buy a new shirt and think it's going to be your most favourite shirt ever. And then what actually happens is that you take it home and realize that it doesn't look quite right with everything else you own. Or it doesn't fit quite right. Or you think it's OK at first, but half-way through the day all you want to do is go home and change.
And maybe the shirt you buy on a whim is the one that becomes your absolute favourite. You wear it all the time. You think it complements your hair and your colouring and even your smile. And you might have to stop yourself from wearing it so often, so that your coworkers know that you own other clothes and can wear other things. But still, it will last a long time. And you never want to give it away, and fear you'll wear it out one day and wonder if you can find another in the exact same style, shape and feel. Because when you first pick it up, you have no idea if it's going to be the one.
Maybe meeting someone is a little bit like that.
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