Well, at around 2:48pm per an old phone or really at 3:48pm (PDT) because the phone doesn’t recognize Daylight Savings Time, I received a phone call from the headhunter. Based on the phone conversation, the date for a potential temp to hire gig coincides with the date of FREEDOM per a contact overseas earlier this year.
This particular but strange phone call is yet another hint that I must take into consideration, which has been bugging me for awhile. Based on two other events, first the way the finder posed for the one of his photos that he emailed to me LONG ago and second the way a governing agent, by the name of `Scot`(tish), inquired to my date of birth and the rite age of my contact, I am lead to believe TPTB meant well.
In conclusion: I take a hint. I’ll stop ranting about those past events, sweep my own mess in the only ways I know, pray to God, have faith, cross my fingers and hope to live by STARTING OVER. For most of my blog entries have been: CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW? But y’all been telling me all along: TRY TO UNDERSTAND US. Fine.
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