I used to think that anything a little out of the ordinary was a sign of better things to come. If I dreamt my hair fell out, I thought a change was a-coming! When I called on the Universe to bring me a boyfriend, I thought the first cutie that courted me was “the one.”
There was also the time I took a wrong turn in NYC. I stood on the corner of Edgar Street and swore it was a sign that I would reunite with my then ex-boyfriend, whose name is Edgar. We reunited, all right. He visited me and we went straight to the bedroom. And that was that.
Still, there’s something alluring about the mystical world of signs of the universe. Read the rest on VOXXI!