you and I were meant to be

I remember the first encounter I ever had with a cockroach.

It was in Jen & Dan's apartment the night I arrived in Egypt for the first time. Everyone was asleep, and I woke up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom. There, inside the bathtub was some sort of creepy-crawly. It was bright red, and scurrying all around the tub. I was caught off-guard. I didn't know what to do about this creature.

I couldn't kill it- I didn't want to go near it. But I didn't think I could sleep knowing that we were co-existing in the same house. Such a dilema.

I ended up standing there, frozen, doing nothing until it crawled back down the bathtub drain. I decided that it was best to think that it left the house and the little critter would not even consider crawling back out of that drain, out of the bathtub, and down the hallway to the living room where I was supposed to be sleeping. Sometimes ignorance, even if it is feigned, is bliss.

Apparently that was a turning point in my life. Little did I know then that this would not only become a mroe frequent occurence, but that on a scale of 1-to-cockroach- he was only about a 2.5.
Sometimes I can't imagine that I actually went 21 entire years without encountering cockroaches. I had a cockroach-free intergection again upon returning to Minnesota for my final year of school, but since then, they have remained a significant part of my life.

Are we destined to be together forever? Is it fate?
Only time will tell.