Apparently I’m good luck. I mean, I’ve always been blessed with very good luck myself, but apparently that luck is also transferable.
A friend and former crush called me today that I had won her some money. Now, I know it wasn’t me directly, but that’s how she put it. She was at Caesar’s in Windsor and was playing slots. Down about $150, she got up to leave when she noticed a Greek-themed machine featuring the pantheon of the gods and thought of me (she knows I’m a polytheist), and taking it as a sign, played her last few tokens. She is now $450 richer.
Sometimes the gods don’t want to give you anything directly. Sometimes they want to show you what you are to others. Don’t miss the ripples for the splash.