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?”