I woke this morning feeling sad and momentarily lost .. I was walking somewhere and was telling myself that on Monday when the kids are at school and i'm home alone, i'm going to call my guardian angel and seek some guidance, hoping that they'll give me a sign so i know my way forward and that i wanted a white feather.
Anyway running around, catching up on errands, i finally got home and eventually had a cigarette by the back door, when i noticed to my left on the grass, not a feather but a plane (the 2 level ones, is it a united airways american plane or something similar) .. I stopped, stared and laughed out loud .. I looked to the sky and said 'you could of sent me a feather, thanks'.
I like symbolism.