I Love Drugs

One of those strange coincidences that are the reason that I no longer believe in coincidences, happened to me today.

I’d been talking about a girl I knew to a mate of mine, that I hadn’t seen for a long time, and didn’t expect to see for even longer, if ever. She lives a lot closer to the south coast of England than to Liverpool, which is the main reason why I wasn’t expecting to see her.

I can’t even remember the last time I thought about her, nevermind spoke about her.

Not five minutes later, and who walks past me? Only this girl I’ve just been talking about!

This happens to me so regularly now that I’m beginning to think that I must, subconsciously, be picking up on the person’s energy, which leads me to talk about them, or at least think about them, just before they physically appear.

Something like this anyway!

I’ve never bothered to record how often this actually happens, but I think I’m going to have to start keeping track of it, if only to prove to myself that it happens so frequently!