I dunno e, I’m learning to appreciate that kind of serendipity as the hand of God. Like, tiny miracles or something. Particularly when there might be some meaning there that’s special, or a possible lesson to learn.

The other day I dropped Leah off at the train station and was feeling a bit sad about it, and flipping through the stations I heard “Message in a Bottle” by the Police with only about 2 minute gap between them. Felt like a message to me, and I accepted it as such.