Sometimes, in one's life, you decide to do something on a whim. It's a whim. You don't know why you're doing it, just this voice in the back of your head tells you it's a good idea. Later, possibly weeks or months later, you relized why it was a good idea.
I need to listen to that voice more.
Sometimes letting your guard down long enough to let someone in pays off.
A Gypsy told me on Friday that I would win the lottery. I really already had.