A few days ago I was taking out the trash, walked through my kitchen, living room down to my entrance room.

As I stepped in, a voice told me to "Take my keys" but not in words...I just felt it.

I automatically thought like some idiot teenager: "Why would I take them?  My trash can is like 12 feet from the door and it isn't even windy?"

Stepped out, door wide open, took 3-4 steps, lifted the lid, put the trash in and as I turned a BIG gust of wind blew out of nowhere and SLAMMED the door with authority.

I was in my slippers, sweat pants, no shirt, wallet or phone...I was fucked.

BUT I LISTENED TO THE VOICE AND HAD THE KEYS.

I easily opened the door, walked in and said "Thank you!"

Always listen to your instincts, Guardian Angel, split personality telling you something...It might have a point.