If this is not pure surrealism I don´t know what is
I had bought a brand new phone. As you might know, you need to start an account at Microsoft in order to get access to it.
Long story short. No password would work. I had a friend over helping me,
and he found the most unlikely name as password: CIPILAN.
I couldn´t help thinking instantly of my friend Ciprian. To be added that I hadn´t talked to him in a very long time. Guess who called in the next seconds…
“You just phoned me”, he said “so I am returning your call”.
What the fuck?….How on earth could I have called him when I didn´t have his number transferred in the new phone?
I was flabbergasted:
Really, I might have telephoned him from a fucking parallel universe or something. Most admittedly, this is not synchronicity, this is sheer madness. Or can it be so that thought is capable of the most outlandish manifestations without us being aware of it?…