24. That’s the number I see everywhere I go. It’s 1:24. There’s 24 papers in this stack. This person died 24 years ago. I’m on page 24. My cousin is 24. 24 more miles to go. The score to your game is 24-0. Your jersey number is 24. You were born on the 24th. Your phone has 24 on the back of it. 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24, 24.

Is this number popping up for a reason? Is this a sign that me and you are meant to be? Or, is all this nonsense, just me being paranoid. Is my mind playing tricks on me? What’s going on here #24?