Recently, TPTB and pals (albeit “thoughtful” aliens and magicians alike) have made their presence known through numbers. They have been humoring moi too many times. And I’ve been neglecting to enter my blog posts for each event.
Tonight, as I sat down to drive off from work, I saw my odometer read 70,222 while the speedometer read 933. Yesterday, at the same back parking lot to my “temp job from hell”, the numbers might have read 70,111 and 911, respectively. Again, the numbers are usually double to triple digits.
And before I forget, a nice heart in the shape of a dried, brown-colored leaf the size of my thumbnail was at my foot and a few yards in front of the back doors to the “temp job from hell”. I recall seeing an unmoving bee on the sidewalk near the intersection in front the building during one of my mid-afternoon walk there.
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