Today I showed two numerical coincidences to my boyfriend:

“See? This is not obsessing about numbers. Numbers follow me.”

“That’s just because you notice them,” he replied.

“Of course. I am not blind. If I observe something, that something has already a meaning to me. Numbers are signs. I am just waiting for the right one,” I told him.

“The Euro Millions combination, maybe?” he joked.

“Probably,” I joked along. “Why not?”