Through the frustration...falls a feather

I was having a very intense conversation with someone via Skype. He was not an AIR client. He was from a foreign country with a very strong accent and I could not understand him very well, nor he I.  He often asked me to write out my answers in the chat room. He was   asking many questions in regards to the sale of my house in Thailand.  I was getting very impatient, as I feltl he was just picking my brain and not really going to put in an offer.  My frustration was mounting when out of nowhere a tiny little feather floated down from above me.  I look up just in time to catch it.  At that moment, I felt it was a true sign to end the conversation with this man, so I could come back to inner peace. And so I did.

Denise Bertrand