Thirteen in the Fourteen

Monday, January 13th, 2014

I’m relaxing, drinking some wine from a Mason jar. Please, excuse the ice. I go to take my last sip and I’m looking at the bottom of the jar as I sip. Then, I see it. Thirteen, just staring right back at me. I’ve used this jar time and time again, yet he chooses THIS time for me to see it. As I always say: Coincidence? I think not.


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