The whole world must have conspired for this to happen again. It was a re-occurrence of an omen which conveys that a lot of superb and great things will soon and again come my way.
How was the omen delivered?
After exploring the views, ballyhoos and offerings of the Santa Monica Pier in California, I, my friends Karen, Joesel and Denton decided to laze and enjoy the cool breeze of Santa Monica beach. Since it was too cool to hit the water, we decided to sit on the clean soft sand, do a little people watching, simply relaxed and munch on some chips and chocolates.
While appreciating the soothing views of the ocean with some flocks of bird hovering around and having some tranquil moment on the beach, some sticky and gooey mess suddenly came flying in the air and hit me. I then realized that smarmy, sycophantic and hair-raising bird poop struck me!!!
Then did I recall that the same thing happened to me when I and my sister Joy were walking the streets of Kuala Lumpur (read that HERE), I was also smacked with some avian poop. And since it was my second time, I reacted not in the same way that it happened to me during the first. I was calmer, more serene and composed.
While wiping off the slimy mess, did I realized that such a re-occurrence (and both being abroad) could be so odd. Making some sense out of the senseless, I simply appreciated that this again must be some lucky omen. I embraced the moment and instinctively assumed that superb and fabulous things will soon and again come my way.
Mukha ba kong banyo??? Nataihan nanaman.