There’s something about me I haven’t really shared with anyone: I love it when people, places, and things magically sync up. Maybe it’s seeing a certain number or time everyday (11:11, anyone?), or dreaming about a long-lost friend or lover and out of the blue, they contact you. That’s synchronicity.
And, it felt even more synchronous when I was referred by…
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