Tonight, I get a friend of mine, The White, to help me remove the strings from my guitar after church. I haven't changed them in... a while, so we have to use a sturdy paper clip to push them out. When we finish, he grabs my guitar and sings, "I'm gonna sing a song for you. (He hesitates...Thinks...Scrunches his face...) The world is a vampire!" Then he makes a really confused face.
"Weird," he says. "I haven't even thought about that song in years. Why would I sing that?"
I almost say Hey, I just checked that Smashing Pumpkins album out at the library, but I don't say anything. How could it have been important? When we were getting into our cars to leave, I can't help it.
"It's weird, you sang that," I say. "I just checked that album out from the library."
"The Smashing Pumpkins?" He asks.
We say goodbye and leave.
Instances like this seem strange to me. Kind of reminds me of the times I learn new words. It seems like anytime I hear a word I have never heard before and learn its meaning, I hear it a dozen more times that day. This is strange. Is there a reason for this? Sometimes I wonder.
A. No reason. Just coincidence.
B. A reason. Think about it.
C. Haha, the universe has confounded you once again!
Anyway, this is the sort of thing I can overthink. Strange, rare factors coinciding always make me want to think too much. The bonus of this is that I come up with all kinds of crazy sci-fi ideas to write about. The negative is, of course, overthinking, and wasting time that could be spent elsewhere.
Either way, life is a strange and wonderful thing.