June 19, 2003 at 09:07 am
Have you ever had one of those moments where everything seemed like it was just a little ahead of you? This morning, when I was out for my morning exercise, I felt this way. I mean, it’s 5am. I’m usually one of only three or four people out on the track (not counting the homeless regulars) and customarily, a few cars and a bus that pass me. It’s pretty dead; serene. This morning, though, as I walked down my street, a number of people were leaving their houses and apartments, cars were buzzing by me, there were two or three busses that were already delivering people to their stops, eight or nine other people were walking and jogging around the track… Did my clock get set incorrectly? Was I an hour late? It was still dark. My watch gave me the correct time. What was going on? I even saw more bunnies scurrying around than usual — two were chasing each other in what looked like a springtime mating ritual.
I don’t know what it all meant, but I still had a good walk.
One thing that happened to me this morning was nothing out of the ordinary. You see, I have this penchant for being by a street lamp at the exact moment it turns off. (I’m not going to say that something about me magically makes them turn off, but you can make your own judgements.) This morning was no different. When I got to the park, the first lamp that I walked by went out. None of the others did, just that one. It happens to Julianna once in a while too, but it seems like I have the most frequent occurrences
(she says that we have so much light inside of us that the street lamps can’t bear to stay on). Ok, my memory is terrible (and slightly romanticized)... Julianna corrected me and said that her theory is that we don’t have enough light in us so God gives us some when we walk by the street lamps (TS, 06/20/03).
It happens when I’m driving. It happens when I’m walking. I would say that every time street lamps are on, if I pass by, one of them is likely to turn off. One time, in the dead of night, three or four lights turned off as I drove down the street. It’s creepy, I know, but I have learned to live with this phenomenon.Digg This Story | Save This Page