(I’m secretly hoping it’s Frank Sinatra. I feel like he might be slightly less judgmental.)
Regardless, lately when I’ve been feeling down about my current situation, suddenly Frank Sinatra comes on the radio/tv-commercial/the sky singing “My Way”. It happened twice and I thought nothing of it, but then it happened a third time today (in German, no less), so I’m officially declaring it a sign. From whomever.
(Possibly Sinatra himself. Probably, in fact.)
This just proves that I am supposed to do it “My Way”. (I refuse to say I “took the road less traveled by”. Everyone can appreciate Frost, but it’s kind of a cliché.)
Therefore, in the spirit of doing it “My Way”, I will now proceed to drink the rest of my beer and watch “Clueless”. God (or possibly Frank Sinatra) is definitely on my side.