Noon-Time Mystic

I was walking past the ArcLight today and spied a Sikh gentleman standing in front of the dome. He wasn't smiling, so he looked a little menacing. Then, as I crossed in front of him, a HUGE grin burst onto his face and he directed a whole lot of intensity my way. "You are a very lucky lady!" he said, as if he knew something I didn't. Then he pointed to the spot just between my eyes. I don't know what exactly he was trying to get across to me, but something about it was kind of mystical. He's right, though. I am a very lucky lady...