I am comfortable with my beliefs and enjoy talking about them. I also try never to push them onto anyone, or offer unsolicited advice unless it is truly called for.
Today I think it is truly called for.
My husband, he can be prophetic at times. These moments of transcendence hit him mostly when the conscious, tangible world is at bay, his subconscious allowing him to tap into some deep truths otherwise lost in the chaos of the world. Luckily I am around to document these cases, as he rarely remembers them in the morning.
So friends, family, strangers. If you have recently found yourself at a fork in the road, struggling between option A and option B, recognizing that your decision will affect your life for years to come, you have happened upon this blog not by chance. Stop reading, researching, and soul searching. My husband has gifted you the answer.
At 2:22am, from a deep trance-like slumber, Jordon sat straight up in bed, threw his fists triumphantly in the air, and passionately and loudly exclaimed "2011 IS THE YEAR OF THE ANDROID, BABY!" before passing right back out.
So there you have it.