Being Psychic

Michael, my college roommate had a “gift”. He was psychic. Really!

I used to test his skills myself. I was not a believer in supernatural events or psychic abilities before this.

I would put him in a closet, while I memorized the license plate of a car stopped at the traffic light in front of our apartment. After the car drove away, Michael would come out of the closet (no pun intended) and could recite the plate number perfectly 9 out of 10 times. Truly amazing!

I’m not trying to convince you. I’m just saying that it opened up my mind to possibilities.

Did he use his “gift” to get rich? Or pick winning stocks? Or go to Vegas?

No, not even close…

HIs “gift” got him laid. He would go to a local bar, and hookup virtually every single night. What a “gift”.

He ultimately had a successful career in sales, and unfortunately passed away at a young age.

I think about him often, wondering whether there is a higher plane in life, or after-life.

I really hope so…

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