do you believe in people having a sixth sense?
i don’t think i ever really thought about it till i was much older.
i’ve talked about whatever it is just a tiny bit here, but it’s so much more than that.
was talking to someone about it yesterday and it got me thinking about how weird and unsettling it can be. i never understood it before, i guess i still don’t? i just know i get the feels sometimes.
let me explain.
for as long as i can remember, i instinctively get this intense, crazy feeling, a physical feeling, throughout my whole body unlike anything else when i meet someone new and know they’ll be important in my life.
the kind of important where i’ll know them for life and they’re there for a bigger reason that i don’t necessarily know at the time. the journey with that person is not always easy, but it’s always taught me an incredible amount about myself and life in general. i’m not talking about the romantic sense of knowing them, either. just life-long, important people in my life.
the crazy thing is, is that i’ve yet to be wrong.
even though it’s happened many times before, it still surprises me.
every. damn. time.
the feeling is so intense that it almost knocks the breath out of me.
it’s even weirder when someone else, a 3rd party, affirms it.
all this to say… it happened again. while i was in spain.
it threw me for a loop as it always does. and i sit here and wonder, what does it all mean and what will be…?
the answer is i just don’t know. i have to let whatever course happen naturally, which sometimes is hard. i mean, realllll hard.
i don’t have any expectations of friendship or anything from this person. like i said, it’s not a romantical kind of thing.
i’m still feeling the feels lingering because it’s hard to shake the feeling i get from the initial contact. which means there’s just weirdness. (how many times can i put ‘feel’ in one sentence?).
oh, another thing that starts happening are these weird synchronistic things. like people with the same name start messaging me and friending me. just an example.
[also happens right before someone close to me dies. fun, right? now, who wants to hang out?]