Yesterday, while shopping, something unusual happened. Before you jump to the conclusion that by weird I mean that I didn’t spend any money, rest assured that, sadly, money left my pocket and I didn’t get everything I needed.
I was in a big store that had both groceries and everyday products. While cruising in the grocery section a woman and her cart passed by me just like a car on a road. When I saw her (and she saw me) we both had a moment or recognition….or something and said hello.
It isn’t that I am unfriendly, but I am shy, and though I see many attractive women during my day, I rarely say hello to someone I don’t know, or who isn’t reading a book.
I had the sense that I knew her, but for the life of me I couldn’t think from where that might be. I started to doubt my feeling. I rationalized that since I found her attractive, I was just wishing a connection into existence.
When she passed me again, she said “I feel like I know you from somewhere.”
It is hard to ignore that kind of sign. I explained that I too had the same feeling.
We spent a few minutes trying to figure out what the connection was. She suspected that she had seen me at the hockey rink that she took her kid to. I wondered if we had gone to high school together. She gave me quizzical looks, and asked where I was from. I speculated a few places we might have me; the library, the bus, Murphy’s Bar in Osaka Japan (you never know).
Though nothing came of this event, I did appreciate it for its randomness and feeling of “almost”.