When you ask God for a sign about something and He sends a big fat screaming loud and clear message but, like, are you sure?? Hopefully I just can’t read
“4:00, wallow in self-pity. 4:30, stare into the abyss. 5:00, solve world hunger, tell no one. 5:30, jazzercize; 6:30, dinner with me. I can’t cancel that again. 7:00, wrestle with my self-loathing. I’M BOOKED!”