Because they love ME.

As I was riding home on my classically overstuffed commuter bus this evening, a sudden jolt of motion caused one of my precious red circle earrings –

– to bounce off of my very cute black scarf… and up and out of my ear.

Hey!

I felt it roll down my shoulder and PING! it hit the floor. Then it rolled under a row of seats and was gone.

I grimaced a little, torn between two realities:

a) it’s such a cute earring! and

b) the seats were full of people who probably did not care enough about the cuteness of my earring to search for said earring and/or displace themselves so I could search.

One woman looked beneath her feet a little halfheartedly, but I wasn’t about to cause a fuss.

“Do you want me to check under my seat?”

“No, no…” I said, pulling off my other earring to tuck it in my bag, “They were super cheap. No problem.”

I comforted myself in the knowledge that the happy circle could be replaced. If it was still available. In that shade of red. Which matched my red boots. Apparently I love cheap red objects.

Then there were many more stops.

Many more people got on and off.

Every now and then, I would hear the red circle skitter along the floor of the bus. But I honestly didn’t know WHERE it was skittering, so I was forced to ignore the freedom-break sounds.

Eventually I just forced myself to stop thinking about it.

Then, about twenty minutes later, I pulled the bell to get off.

As I stepped towards the door, I felt something hit my red boot.

The red circle had found me. Almost magnetically. Magically. Fatefully.

And that’s why I love my red circle earrings.