Last night my partner and I were coming home but we were in separate areas.
As I was walking, I said to myself, “I should cross the street now” but I really didn’t want to and with the very next step I fell. That fall was odd for a couple of reasons, 1) It didn’t really hurt much (and normally it would) and 2) When I called my partner to tell him to be careful of the streets (black ice) I found out he had just slipped and fell himself.
Coincidence? I don’t think so. He fell as he was “crossing” the road. Moral of the story: Look before you leap and be aware of what the unknown is telling you.