Now normally if someone asked me this question i would probably say yes. I think I would say that the big guy gives us an occasional clue to let us know what choice or path to take. We just have to look carefully. I got to admit there is something fairy tale like about them almost kind of romantic and besides how can it hurt ?
Now in reality I think that I might need god to smack me in the head with a 2 x 4 to figure out he is talking to me. My superior logic just gets in the way or maybe im just too practical or something of the sort.
Why am i saying all this?
B/c 2 secs ago after taking a shower i went to put on my Axe STICK deodorant/anti-perspirant (good stuff) under my extra sweaty right arm pit…. Mind you i used the same deodorant this morning and closed the cap. Can you guess what happened? No 100 bikini chicks didn’t appear out of nowhere to rub me down. ( now that would be an omen and probably the highlight of my 2.5 months here)
What happened was a butterfly flew from under the deodorant cap.
I’m like are you serious? This is really not happening.
It proceeds to fly around the bathroom while i’m half naked without my contacts on. Then it lands on my hand… It’s close enough so my near sighted ass can see clearly and i can tell two things. It is a butterfly (not a moth) and it is absolutely positively beautiful. Keep in mind that i live in the middle of the desert and two forms of natural wild life i see are hungry reservation dogs (res dawgs) and rattle snakes and oh a scorpion snuck into the hospital yesterday too. I haven’t seen anything like this before and now its on my hand. But it didn’t stay on my hand for very long. It goes to fly around the bathroom again. It finds a closed window and flies full throttle towards it and collapses into my toilet. Slam dunk. No kidding. I can’t lie i comtemplated on flushing it down or saving it’s life. I choose the latter. I stuck my hand in the toilet (yucK) and got the little guy/gal. I gave it a few shakes to get the water out and i opened the window and let it fly away. I watched it go and then I left the window open a little bit just in case it wanted to come back.
Now what the heck does this mean? I am not nearly as good of a guesser as I once thought i was. I have no idea. But if i had to guess I would probably fathom a couple of ideas. But heck the little guy might just have the same taste in antiperspirant? Who knows?
Is this an omen?
I dont know but honestly has anything like this come close to happening to you?
But to the big guy upstairs I think its easier to spell things out for me. Seriously, like jumbotron type letters… just in case i dont have my contacts on.
