Signs Are Everywhere
I'm in the cafe writing, thinking about what I could possibly write for the blog.
I have a pretty decent session with a story I'm tinkering with and then realize the time.
I get up to go and just after pushing through the revolving doors, I see this.
I've talked about the subject before. There's a movie called The Secret. It's very interesting how goals can come to you if you just think about them. Everything starts as a thought.
As that story went, I had just finished the movie on my phone on the train into work when I looked up and saw a billboard that said STOP WAITING.
The movie had just been talking about noticing the signs.
The really strange thing about this sign, a wooden billboard with the words maybe painted on, was that I never saw it again after that day. I think I see part of the wood frame that held it, but not sure.
Very strange.
The really strange thing about this sign, a wooden billboard with the words maybe painted on, was that I never saw it again after that day. I think I see part of the wood frame that held it, but not sure.
Very strange.
Such a funny occurrence. I couldn't believe it. There was the sign I'd been looking for.
Sometimes we have to see these things to have it sink in.
So here I am, the holidays are getting close, and I have nothing for a post for the Friday post I like to write, worried about if I'm doing enough in my spare time.
And I see this sign.
And now I also have a post.
And now I also have a post.
WCM
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