cracked

I awoke briskly this morning, took a cold shower and did the usual routine. briskly may be a slight embellishment, but cold is not.

walk down four flights, stop at central park deli, look at my watch. that was when I got this sinking feeling in the back on my mind. maybe like the cerebellum or something, for you anatomy types. but the point is, this feeling was way back there.

in that instant I realized that there was a full-length crack across the face of my watch. not a scratch, a crack. I wasn't in any gang altercations last night, which is not out of the question in the central park north area, so this was a little troubling.

maybe some background is in order so that you can understand the significance of this.

my chosen timepiece of late is the skagen ultraslimline, pictured below:

this is not a particularly impressive or expensive or trendy or sexy watch, but it is unique. in fact, I have only seen this type of watch twice in my life. there is a significance to this, because I have an unhealthy attention to detail when it comes to noticing these types of things. haircuts, new shoes, fresh disposable contact lenses--for some reason I never miss this kind of stuff. its really kind of messed up.

so I had only seen this watch twice, and I was struck by it on both occasions. one time it was being worn by a priest. so I bought one for myself.

the day after I bought this watch, a effeminately handsome male flight attendant commented to me, "you watch is beautiful, where did you get that?" obviously, this brief encounter fully validated my purchase. it also lead to a pleasant conversation over drinks in the officer club at the airport. (ok, there were no drinks in the officer club, I admit, but the part about the comment on the plane is 100% legit).

so now I have this gaping crack in the face of my skagen ultraslimline. I would like to think that this means something. at the least, its an interesting thought to entertain.

it seems like this is some type of horoscope or fortune cookie event. maybe I can decide what it means and create some kind of self-fulfilling prophecy.

wait, did that sounds weird to anyone else, its like I am the master of my own destiny.

whoa. I better stop, this is getting intense.

[PS - if you see me, you will notice that my watch really is cracked.]