The day before, in the midst of a conversation with Achilles, i happened to ask him about a common friend i hadn't heard from in a while. The last time we spoke was when he had ass-dialled my number. (Ass dial, n., the phenomenon involving the phone in your back pocket dialling a random number on your contact list when you sit on your behind. And yes, i made the term up. Yay me.) Today, i got a call from him.
Just this evening, Sister K and i were bitching about a used-to-be-friend when The Boy came up in the conversation (in context, of course). Somehow, at that exact moment, i had a vague ESP of sorts - and this, i've been having on and off for a couple of weeks - and wondered, imagine the coincidence if he happens to call. Exactly 40 minutes ago, he called. From a local number. (I might be meeting him tomorrow.)
And like that's not enough, he had been on a road trip to Leh last month.
Uncanny, huh? Makes me feel like i should've spoken about things that i've been wanting to happen. Who knows, by some miracle of fate they would come to being...
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