Maybe I can call this hocus pocus. Sounds like a good name for it. But sometimes I have weird things happen to me. I don’t know if it has a name, but here’s an example. Two days ago I was driving home, kids in the car, radio turned on the classical station, evening. I look up and see an airplane. Can’t really see the plane, just lights but I know it’s a plane. I’m sure you get the image.
At that point I think…I wonder what it would be like to be up there, in the sky, everything dark, not really knowing where you are or what’s down there.
A sceond later, and I mean exactly a second, the song on the radio ends, the announcer comes on and says… “Have you ever wondered what it feels like to fly at night? Our next composer wrote a song especially about flying at night.”
Weird? In all honesty, this kind of thing happens to me a lot. I’ve always thought it was just a coincidence, but its been happening more often lately. So I thought maybe I could start writing it down when it happens, just to see how much it really does happen.
Please don’t think I’ve lost my marbles. I know, I’ve got three kids I love, though they do drive me a little crazy. But this isn’t crazy, right? Just sort of cool.