I was born at about 4pm on a Thursday.
My mother went to get some milk at 4pm on a Thursday.
It was around 4pm the next Thursday that my father finally realised she wasn’t coming back.
My first kiss was at 4pm on a Thursday.
My first slap from a girl was at 4:01pm.
The second kiss was at 4:02pm.
The message about my scholarship, the ER team giving up on my father, the February 29th when my wife proposed to me… All Thursdays, all at about 4pm, roughly.
Imagine my surprise when I died 9am on a Sunday.