Real story:
One night over 15 years ago I was driving home from a job that sucked the life out of me. It was dark and hot and I had my window cracked just so I could feel something more than disdain. That was a major funk of a night. Highly disappointed in life and where I was and with no direction. I started daydreaming of what would want to do, the type of people I wanted to work with and played out a full conversation in my head (yes, I never said I was normal). Now jump ahead 10 years........ I found myself sitting around an long oval desk in a conference room discussing random research questions, reports and laughing. An epiphany of a moment! I immediately went back to the dismal night in my car and the made up conversation I played out in my mind. I WAS LIVING IT! Never told anyone about that until this week. Actually I don't think I thought about the magnitude of it until I began discussing if coincidence is truly just coincidence or if it could be something more. I know what I believe and find the one-on-one discussion with someone to be fulfilling enough to believe those conversations are NOT coincidence.
Lucky me...... those conversations can be so unbelievably addictive that I begin to omit the word moderation from my vocabulary. Those precarious words: moderation and balance, they feel so limiting and imposed by others. Why not say......... indulge and find your own personal balance so you can feel like YOU? Indulge in conversations about coincidence while internally begging for additional subjects to ponder. Tonight I will situationally imagine another situation and see if "coincidence" steps in and shines on me.
