I Didn't Believe Any of This Hippie Dippy Bullshit Either

Do our souls know each other before we're born? Does the universe send us signs through license plate numbers? Is Barney Rubble the yang to my yin? What's the acceptable number of napkins to take from Taco Bell? Am I going batshit crazy? Does God care if I swear? What is God? These are the questions one perplexed woman asks after a spontaneous online date leads her on a spiritual odyssey that includes motorcycles, drag queens, psychics, orgasms, aliens, a frozen dead guy, and a cow named Helen. What she finds is an unexpected, hippie dippy awareness of who she really is. Of who we all are.