So I was driving around today trying to find a place to park so I could get coffee and sushi because I hadn't eaten for about uh... sixteen hours due to the return of my IBS (which had kept me up all night as a result of the pain and my own stubbornness about taking pain relief). Understandably, I was feeling rather hypoglycaemic.

It was a busy day in town because it was sunny and so car parks were scarce. Drove around the block once and voila! A parking spot materialises right opposite Starbucks.

Lesson of the day: God is awesome. And He knew that I needed coffee.