Thirteen

Tonight... I must warn you that this will be a stream-of-consciousness type of entry, just before bed...

It's my lucky number.

13.

It can be seen everywhere in my life from the spacing of my children's birthdates, to my employee number and phone extension, my university student number, my phone number, and so on...

Friday the 13th isn't always my lucky day, last month being an example of that...kinda... Usually it's better than average, though.

This time around, (Monday) the 13th was just mainly a battle to stay awake and not walk funny when out doing errands.

Still, odd bits of luck, a.k.a. little co-incidences. Like putting off going to the post office all day, then finally going... then getting out of my car and running into a best friend getting out of his car... also to go to the post office.

Reminds me of another chance meeting a few months ago... driving home I pulled up alongside an ex-girlfriend (we had just broken up if I recall correctly). I didn't even notice her waving at first. The odd part was that it really wasn't her end of town, and I didn't expect to ever see her again. The odder part is that we had had many discussions on fate, the universe, those odd little co-incidences that pepper our existence. She said many times that I had been brought into her life for a reason...and here I was, brought in one last time. I haven't seen her since.

How paths can cross in unlikely ways...