With many thanks for this post title from the amazing Chris Butler, a good friend and quite an inspiration. His site is to be found here...
http://www.futurefossilmusic.com/
Anyway, there I was last night after getting back from town and sitting down to eat one of my more indulgent foods - pizza. I got a text from my friend XL and we decided to hook up for some socialising and what would have normally been, for me anyway, drinks. I was happy to see my friends but found myself strangely out of sorts with a glass of OJ in my hand. I felt hyper-aware in the club environment and slightly uncomfortable with what seemed to be a milieu of people pissed out of their minds. In the end I went home early for a marathon session of "That Mitchell and Webb Look" which thankfully has been put up on Netflix. I really do enjoy those guys' comedy, best thing since "The Fast Show" imho.
I woke late having retired late but felt good that I managed to make it home ok. The crazy thing was all the people that were drunk in my travels. I live in a college town and yes, there are a lot of students, and yes, many are finishing their exams around now but I could only imagine the puke festival that was probably already in full swing around the town.
When I got home I disarmed the alarms and organised the place a bit. I made myself a rock shandy and was walking back into the living room when I noticed a piece of paper on the ground. It must've fallen from a pocket at some point. Written on it were the words; "A Waking Life". I felt quite buoyed by this event. It is only the most recent of many.
Just over a month ago (31-3-13 to be exact) I was sitting in my chair with a glass of cider beside me. This next bit is going to be hard to believe but make of it what you will. So, I'm sitting there chilling out and then just casually looked at the time on my phone - 13:13 hrs and at the very next moment when the clock turned 13:14 the glass just exploded on the table. Cider and broken glass everywhere. The strange thing was that I didn't seem in the least bit surprised. Not at all.
A couple of days later, sitting in the same chair a small drop of cider fell to the floor as I drank. A tiny drop only. THIS is going to be even harder to believe. So then this small spider crawls out from under the heater and positions himself right in front of me just at the drop of cider. I was a bit taken aback by this but the spider stayed totally still, even when I tapped my foot. I was amazed and quickly went to get my camera which, thank goodness, was not too far beyond arms reach. You can see the results below. Schpoooky!!!
After about five minutes off went the little guy and that was the last I saw of him/her. These things or micro events are presenting themselves more and more frequently. I haven't had stuff like this happen in 20+ years. It's all a bit odd but I don't feel so freaked by it all. I don't KNOW what it means but I can feel it means something. I think that I ought to start doing yoga or something. I feel a bit normal today.
