Hmm, three the magic number. In china considered lucky, coupled with the colour red (my favourite colour) I’d be set for life.
So what is your lucky number?
What number have you felt a strongest pull towards? We all have one; I just never expected mine to be odd, as I love things to balance.
So why have I had this mammoth of revelations concerning numbers? This pondering of mine hit me as once again I strayed into yet another sleepless night, thinking of my day and life’s great mysteries.
The number, my number is 3. Throughout my life it’s played an essential role and I didn’t notice it, not once. Here is why:
Primary school, in my final year I had three friends, not the closest of chums, but for me it was a start,
It would be three years before I would meet them again by chance, this time we would be reduced to a trio as one left the fold.
In the final phase of secondary education I would be torn between three friendship groups.
During the first three years I would overcome three tyrant bullies.
And of course, Sims 3 is my favourite of the trilogy
Msn, not what one would think of as causing such a deep reflection, but it reflected me perfectly, three favourite friends for so long, a secure feeling it gave me, a tripod of company. Once reduced there is a scrabble to replace the fallen comrade.
The average human is self sufficient, as long as three limbs fully functional, and intact.
A person can live three days without water, and three minutes without air.
My number seems to reflect me very well, I respond to a need, and always have at least one. I do not wish nor want for anything, a strange thing in a teenager.
They say a number reflects us all, what is yours?