I am a magnet for blessings.

Two people take the same bus. One arrives having noticed nothing. The other has thanked the driver, seen the dog tied up outside the chemist, and clocked that the light on that corner is very good in October.

Same twenty minutes. Wildly different accounts of it.

Then there's the second effect: the noticing person gets treated better, because thanked drivers wait an extra second for whoever's running. Good things really do gather around certain people, and it's rarely luck. It's a habit of attention that makes the world slightly warmer in their direction, one small transaction at a time.