Splashing In Puddles of Sand

Coincidences..I think not.

In the past week I've had three separate occurrences that seem like coincidences...But I don't really believe in coincidences.

Yesterday I had a really bad headache and I couldn't find a sweater I was looking for. So I decided to give up looking after about 1 minute and sat down on the floor at the foot of my bed (where I have never sat before) staring in front of me trying to relax my head. So I was staring into space and I focused in on what I was staring at, when I realized I was staring at the box where my sweater was!

Then a few days ago I was thinking about how I wanted a really really cool job...And then I saw an advertisement for a graduate job fair!

AND this time last year this guy Rob, Paddy O'Connell's friend, introduced me to The Postal Service. He played the cd for me one morning and I really liked them. But I went home and forgot about them...Then last week I was downloading the Garden State soundtrack and I re-discovered The Postal Service. What was weird about that was that I re-discovered them a year later, but almost to the exact DAY that I first heard them!!!

So I am a bit weirded out by the past week's incidents. It makes me happy. Things like that make me feel like there is actually someone, or something, out there. They might not be in control of anything, but I guess it gives me faith in the Universe. Maybe life isn't cold and meaningless and evil. Maybe sometimes, just sometimes, someone watches over us and likes to remind us that no matter how hard times get, they are still there.

Now don't get me wrong. I'm hardly going to become a fully-fledged believer in anything. But I guess I caught a glimpse of the faith that Christians, Muslims, Jews, Buddhists all share. Knowing something is out there protecting you. Knowing SOMEONE mightier than us is out there. It's nice. It's comforting on the days when there is no one else out there next to you.

Maybe I just believe there are no coincidences to make myself feel safe. To fool myself into believing there is some sort of weird Power surrounding us. I wont lie...It makes me feel secure. And I like that sometimes.

But at a time like now, when I feel like no one listens to me, like no one HEARS me, it's nice to know someone out there does...

posted by Oreo @ 5:29 PM