As I got closer, a truck temporarily block my view and I thought the space was taken, I was really surprised.
The truck moved and I could see the empty space that I expected and parked there.
I wonder how many times a day we are a little psychic without even realizing it.
I mean if the truck hadn't blocked my view for a second, I don't think it would have ever come to my conscious mind that I knew something that I had no way of knowing.
The bad thing is, I'm never psychic when it comes to picking lottery numbers.
I guess I should be happy with what little ability I have, knowing a song is fixing to play on the radio and knowing which parking space will be empty.
3 comments:
Texlahoma, are you parking in the handicap spot again? You’re so not supposed to do that unless you’ve got a sticker. =D I’m just messing with you. I know what you mean though — sometimes I get that feeling when I play poker, but it doesn’t always turn out that smoothly.
NWO - Is that what that blue wheelchair means?
=D
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