I have this thing with feathers. When I see them as I walk along city streets, I believe they’re telling me to step up the writing of my book. The last two days, the feathers are everywhere! Big ones and small ones. Different colors. Amazing.
I have this thing with mice. They represent irrational fear. Yesterday I saw one skitter by at the Hoboken waterfront. Today I saw one in the grocery store. Chills run up my body as I write this. Yikes.
So here they are. Write your book. Irrational fear. Two days of strong messages on these fronts. Are they linked?
Are you kidding me? Of course they are.
Are they ever.
