Imagine my damned ze m'essieux three very nice showy certified by the Company of ze world blind, told me that each in turn: "Madam you certainly you a gift of clairvoyance that you waste not to want to exploit it. "
So I want to say that if I ever so little power of clairvoyance I never took two flutes of champagne to the pot at the end of the year to ruin years distance professional and dignified reserve.
But still there was in my past disturbing facts, such as the time I bought a lettuce and told JKG: "I'm sure that in this lettuce I'll find a small slug " and guess what, yes in this lettuce I found a slug. If it is not clairvoyance that myself I threw my crystal ball.
Without being blind we have all experienced at least once a troubling experience * as a premonition or an accumulation of coincidences ...
The last refers to me a former boyfriend of basketball.
We were very close 20 years ago and finally we had in mind. One night I dreamed of him (not a dream o * E * R * tick, duh) in my dream he asked me how I was. I woke up very upset because it was one of those dreams so strong that it seems to have actually lived this time. I woke up the next morning, Sunday, saying it was perhaps a sign and I had to call it. Only since the time he had from his parents for a long time, but the strength of this dream was such that I am stubborn I found the number of parents in the white pages (fluke?) and I left a message on their answering machine asking them to forward my number to their son.
The next day in the late afternoon he called me he was very moved. He explained that he himself had listened to my answering machine message from his parents because his parents were away on vacation and had ordered to go feed their animals every day (fluke?). He was especially excited because that day her parents arrived home and heard my message before we called him on his cell phone to tell him he was hired for this position which I told him 18 years earlier than in exercising it he would be the happiest of men. He had thought of me several times during the weekend, following the decisive interview last Friday because he had ceased to rethink what I told him 18 years earlier.
He was moved because 18 years later by one of those wonderful accidents of life, while we had lost sight of for years I was the first person to whom he announced he had landed the job of his life, the one I was talking to him first.
I do not believe in coincidence ... And you?
* No, it's not seskuel pfffff!
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