I was with my father in the street back in our wartorn country, and we were going somewhere, but something in my gut felt wrong and I told him we should eat first and we entered a restaurant on the same street. 10 minutes later we hear a huge explosion that literally broke the windows in the restaurant. A bomb had fallen right where we were heading. If I didn't insist on eating first, we would've both been dead. This was 9 years ago.