Sometimes the Universe whispers to you.
Sometimes the Universe grabs you by the shirt, shakes you violently, and screams in your face.
So, this morning I stopped at the local convenience store for gas and a sweet tea, and picked up a lotto ticket.
I was in kind of a blah mood verging on bad from yet another night of insomnia. The machine spit out a lotto ticket with some interesting numbers, the cashier was friendlier than normal, and the gas price had dropped over night.
Still, not quite feeling the day today.
And then on my way out i see this on the community board.