"It's a sign..."

...I don't know where I'm gonna look, but I'm gonna find my purpose."

I had a not-so-great day yesterday. It wasn't bad, but I was not happy by any means. Even the 45 minute massage that Nick gave me did not dent what was making me unhappy. I woke up this morning thinking, "Man, today is probably going to be a simple extension of yesterday and will suck too." Then I walked out my door.

Perfectly centered on the floor right outside my front door was possibly one of the best things I could find.

A penny.

A small, copper circle with a President's face emblazoned on the front. Not worth much, but to me, it was just what I needed. I am not overly supersticious, but this was different. It seriously looked like someone had placed this penny specifically for me outside my door and had bent down to center it; it was not even turned--Abe's face was turned neither to the right nor left but simply looked up at me. It was like someone else knew that I needed a little luck today.

Sure, the penny could have fallen from someone's purse while they fumbled for their keys, could have leapt from a pocket, could have been the casuality of an uncoordinated youngster. But I don't think so. Something else was governing that penny's existence outside my door on a day that I needed it more than most. For that, I am grateful.