You know how I know there’s a higher power at work?

The other morning, while I was packing up for work, I grabbed the usual from my kitchen counter: toasted bagel with vegetable cream cheese, peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch, an instant noodle cup for my mid-afternoon snack, and two Disney princess vitamin gummies (purple, preferably).

I packed a few unusual items that morning too – given the circumstances – which included the rest of my flu medicine, nasal spray (ew), and unopened carton of mango orange juice (!). But as I reached for the box of flu pills, out of nowhere, a band-aid fell out and landed on my counter. I looked around. There was no band-aid box or anything. Hmmm… Something told me I should pack this, too. I thought it through for just half a second and remembered, when I got these gut predictions in the past and never followed them, I would regret it. So, I packed the band-aid.

Later that morning, I was opening a rather large envelope… and BAM! The paper sliced through the skin beneath my middle finger nail. It was a pretty bad paper cut and (ding ding ding!) I remembered, I have that BAND-AID. Ha ha!

OK. Hear me out all the way. I never get paper cuts. It’s just one of those moments where you think, what the?? Kind of like déjà vu when you just know you dreamt a specific occurrence before, but you can’t explain it in words. And for all your logical people, try deciphering THAT one. Do you think I may be… psychic??