The One in a Million

<p>Stressed, I do the same thing.</p>

<p>sometimes when i would call my friends at night i would be like - look at the moon (pause) guess what? we’re both looking at it. the farther away you two are the more profound it seems :).</p>

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<p>I know! There’s just something about that - doing the same thing at the same time. I was thinking the other day of advocating the keeping of a journal … e.g. at 6:36 I was thinking about this; at 7:02 I was doing this … and then comparing their journals to other journals … wouldn’t it be so cool to find that you were doing the same thing or thinking about the same thing as someone else at a particular moment in time? Because that does seem to happen; perhaps there is some sort of telepathy between certain individuals. Like at school, I always bump into this one person. It happens way too often to be arbitrary; I’ll just walk out the classroom arbitrarily and boom, there she is. Again. And again. I’ll take the hall pass, go wandering, and … “hey, what’s up!?” </p>

<p>Telepathy, I’m telling you. </p>

<p>Or perhaps just irrationally (Kierkegaard).</p>