A tangent about a sign

I was driving behind a big, white panel van today that had two identifying characteristics. The first was a vanity plate that simply said "SHESGONE." What the fuck. The second thing was a bumper sticker than said "Lizzie didn't do it." Since the sticker adorned an abduction van, I assume it's a reference to Lizzie Borden.

I've never wanted to own a panel van, but I want that one. I was tempted to follow it. I wish I could've snapped a photo, but I was driving. Plus, I was also texting, doing my makeup and eating crab legs, so I could only do one another activity, and I chose whittling instead.

I feel like it'd be pretty easy for me to see signs everywhere, if I chose. I know somebody who sees their lost loved one in birds, and have you ever not seen a bird? I don't judge, I just demand my signs be more uncanny. Like the van. Or the red-tailed hawk and black cat. I've always been morbidly fascinated with serial killers and Lizzie Borden was always a fun topic to discuss with my like-minded wife. Although, despite the bumper sticker, I rather prefer the idea that the demure 32-year-old actually did commit the crazy murders. It makes for a better legend.

But "SHESGONE?" I know this is true of my wife, but do ya hafta rub it in, there, universe? Although, I guess "BUTNOTFORGOTTEN" wouldn't've fit on the license plate. What a stupid sign. What an insipid, smug little happenstance. But I'm so thankful for it.