Add to that another evasive mystery: how does Confucius get those little strips of paper to go into his typewriter? And, how does he always seem to get it right? Here's a fortune I received in a cookie the same day we found out we were pregnant:
I have a daughter already, and the timing of this message - the day we took the pregnancy test - is pretty "twilight zone." Still, the skeptic in me prevented me from making much of it.
Fast forward to a few days ago. Next fortune:
THAT'S freaky. If I didn't know better, I would think someone was trying to pull a fast one.
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Gee, thanks, Dave. I got up to check a few blogs because I couldn't sleep, and now I have that damn song stuck in my head. I'll never get back to sleep now.
Kinda creepy! Although, based on the kicks I've been getting in my ribs lately, Sparky may not be as "short" as the message indicates!
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