License plates are one of my favorite ways The Universe speaks to me.

Today’s message on the van in front of me?

THNK GOD.

Or, as The BF pointed out, that could be Think God. Either way, I’m sold.

Think, thank … same thing, right?

I’ve gotten away from being thankful … it’s that ugly scorecard of mine coming out. When is scorekeeping ever fun?

Because truly, we find what we are looking for … if we’re hell bent on finding the injustices, they will be there. Likewise, so will all the really good stuff.

I’ll take the really good over a worthless score any day.