If you've read through many of my posts at all, you'll know I consider that a stupid question. Of course not, I don't believe in coincidence... until I do... maybe. I guess what's puzzling me is the reason for a recent hair raising incidence of synchronicity... truly twilight zone material. I was sitting on the "patio" outside of Coffee Planet on Broadway in Saratoga minding my own business... last Sunday (June 26). I was on my "lunch" break from Tushita around 4:30pm. I looked up and staring back at me was one of my all time favorite people, Susan B. and her husband Michael along with Lily their one eyed chihuahua. I worked with and for Susan for years in my past corporate life... she was by far my favorite boss ever and amazing mentor. I've lost touch with lots of people from the past. Wow... just fucking wow!
We ended up hanging out at my house for a bit that evening then getting together in the morning before they continued on their journey from Boston to Rochester... They were visiting family in Boston then driving to a conference in Rochester, in town only one evening. If I didn't work for Tushita, would I have run into them... We had a chance to catch up, it was amazing. She's still a star, no doubt, after surviving cancer TWICE and she still works for the company I left 6 years ago. So much changes and so much stays the same. Odd how that works. At least I could tell her I had finally quit smoking! Maybe I'll get a colonoscopy... sooner? Who knows!
All that said, for such an amazing turn of events... what's the purpose? I'm not in a hurry to find out, just curious. Oh, and I'm paying attention. Great to see you Susan & Michael - Live Long and Prosper!
I decided back in November 2015 to make my poetry available and journal online. I'm not exactly sure what "blogging" means but I am quite sure this is an online journal. Feel free to read on with an aire of open minded curiosity. At no time do I intend to offend, judge or pretend to know anything really, I'm just an observer and explorer, as we all are. Feel free to "boldly go" through my observations and perhaps it will spark or inspire. Comments are off because I don't want to be worried about political correctness when I'm writing. I'm not thinking about "you." I'm just writing because it feels "right". Feel free to enjoy or surf on.
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