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October 15, 2004
By the pricking of my thumbs...
The past few days have been full of portents. Spiders, blood, and at Wednesday's poker game I kept winning with the dead man's hand. Then this morning I came biking toward myself on Hearst, and the biker's face didn't resolve itself into a stranger's until just before the bike passed me. Yet, weirdly, absolutely nothing bad has happened to me so far. Some people might choose to stop believing in omens altogether after such a disappointing failure to signify anything real, but I know better. It might be in ten minutes or it might be ten years from now, but the next time something horrible happens, I will be able to say I saw it coming a mile away.
Posted by didofoot at October 15, 2004 08:51 AM
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Hmmm, insightful yet unsettling.
You're scaring me.
Posted by: kati at October 15, 2004 03:22 PM
Did I ever tell you about the night I had a dream which prominently featured the Spanish phrase "el hacha"? It was on a sign, one of those old-fashioned wood signs attached to a pole that say Something-or-other, 20 miles. I think it was signing a trail that I decided to follow. I woke up and thought about that and realized that I had no idea what, if anything, "el hacha" might mean. A Spanish-English dictionary came to my rescue by telling me that it means "the axe" and I walked around for the rest of the day freaking out in a way that put the 20-minutes-thinking-about-needles room to shame.
Do you love it when people hijack your comment threads to tell their own stories instead of commenting on yours? Once, when I was 11, I blah blah blah blah blah blah. Isn't that fascinating?
Posted by: Dianna at October 15, 2004 04:58 PM
Your "el hacha" story reminds me of Mulholland Drive - how she just kept saying "silencio!" again and again in her sleep.
Biking into yourself must have been spooky, dido.
That's why I just say no to bicycles!
Posted by: robyn at October 15, 2004 05:30 PM
I also just say no to bicycles.
Both on principle, and because I tend to crash them more often than not.
Bicycles, however, seem to be the preferred mode of transportation in my new neck o'the woods. My first serious crash looms on the horizon.
Silencio!
Posted by: kati at October 15, 2004 09:38 PM
So does that mean that you're going to get one, maybe?
Brave girl...
Posted by: robyn at October 16, 2004 11:07 AM
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