Do you recall a day when all the events, when threaded together, all lead up to a most sensible conclusion? Like the universe was hinting you clues of what was already happening without your knowledge.
Yesterday was such a day.
In the morning, as I was riding in the car with my mother, she expressed how she wanted to wash all my suit jackets as they have been stored for a long time, and exposed to nasty bugs lurking in dark, moist places. (Hello, basements in tropical countries.)
At around lunch time, my friend Karyn in Manila posted on my timeline that she wanted me to visit her there immediately.
In the afternoon, Ma asked if I wanted to apply for a tourist visa with them, but I said No, not now as I am still waiting for a proper job, and a steady flow of income money was an important object in any visa application.
Before dinner, the universe dropped the bomb. I got into PAO. I was informed that I will be flying out to Manila (Karyn) to take my oath of office. I was told I have to wear a black blazer (suit jacket that Ma has been telling me to wash.) Getting the job means I'll be earning again, which translates to being able to apply for a visa.
Thank you, dear God. I love you.
Another prayer answered.
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