Not so very long ago, when I was visiting places with warmer temperatures, and sandy beaches, I took a walk.

As with every other morning in that Balmy Paradise, I strolled along the beach.  It ran right alongside the ocean, of all things.

I marveled at this.

Once morning, while meandering… I happened upon a craggy-rocky thing.  It was scooting along the beach.  I imaging it isn’t very easy for a a craggy-rocky thing to scooch through sand.  Wet sand.

But it had a pleasant look on its face.  Like there was no hurry.  None at all.

I called out… “Hello there, there craggy-rocky thing.”
To which it replied…. “The last name is Waters. … … Skip Waters..”

Wow, I said.  Great name for a rock?
What’d ya’ mean?.

Nevermind.  So…. Skip…. where are you headed?
Up to North.  I am headed to a big Rock, Scissors, Paper Tournament.

Good for you. Are you traveling alone?
Well, I started out with my girlfriend, Paper….. AND…. my best friend Scissors.

What happened?
As it turns out… Paper got all wrapped up with another Rock, and left me.  And Scissors kept cutting my off in every conversation… so I pulverized him.

Oh.  That’s too bad.
Yep. Ya’ win some, you lose some.

Well. Nice meeting you Skip.  Good Luck Buddy.
Nice meeting you.

And off the little fella’ scooted. I thought that would be the last I ever heard of him.  But a couple of weeks later, I read in the newspaper that he met a really nice Bread Roll. That funny Rock and the bread Roll got  married and made beautiful music together.

Yet…. another life example.  You never know where, or with who… you will find your one true love.