synchronicity

fate. i'm not sure how to explain what i believe about fate. the best i can do is say that i don't believe entirely in fate, although i do accept that there are some people/things that are meant to be in one's life. this isn't a conclusion i would have come to had i been given a choice.

for example. i have this friend who up until two years ago, was just someone i knew of. our lives ran parallel to each other's. when we finally did become friends and discussed our lives with each other, we realized we shared a lot of things. she grew up in my best friend's housing co-op, she had the same teachers as i did, she worked with my cousin on a couple of television shows, her significant other went to school with my other cousin, his uncle was building the condos in panama that my parents were looking to buy, he worked with my ex at sportmart and sold us our rollerblades prior to my ex ever working there, and to top it all off, 10 years after the fact, we realized he and i were both extras in happy gilmore and a frame by frame search revealed we were seperated in the crowd by one man. this is maybe 10% of all the synchronicities we have come up with and it's actually quite frightening to realize that your entire life until this point has been lived almost parallel to another's without your knowing. it definitely goes beyond coincidence. i was meant to know these people.

even more unreal, are the synchronicities i share with michael. we are 3000 miles apart and prior to his incarceration, we talked more than i've ever talked to anyone on this planet. when i cried, the phone would ring and all i would hear is, "what's the matter, court?". there would be times we would discuss books and realize we were both reading the same book, and sometimes on the same page or chapter. we'd call each other and say, "i just read the coolest thing" and the other would say, "me too!". often we would call each other at the same time and get busy signals. we would email at the same time, almost the exact same thoughts and it got to the point where i was getting a little insane and actually thought that if i tried to think about it hard enough, i could telepathically get him to call. of course, that never worked, but i'd just have to shed a single tear and somehow, that always seemed to be when he did call.

about 3 days after i found out he went to jail, i came home from a family function, just a little exhausted from all their "everything is perfect and i'm making a million dollars" competitive family bullshit. i checked the digital cable guide and found a documentary called "death row dogs" about prison inmates training dogs and about halfway through it, realized it was filmed in ohio and then a little while later they told us it was filmed at mansfield correctional institution, where mike is. what the fuck are the odds on that?

so anyway, many synchronicities later, last night i borrowed the shawshank redemption from my folks and watched it for the fourtieth time, and the curiosity hit me, is there really a shawshank state prison somewhere? so i searched for it and found out it wasn't a real prison, but it was all filmed at the mansfield reformatory. and that's where mike would be if the new prison wasn't built. sigh. and during my reading, i come across:

http://www.teamgreyhound.com/prisons/Therese Backowski.htm

the woman worked on both the doc and shawshank. with the puppies.

sometimes you just have to accept what's being shoved in your face all the time. having a friend in jail sucks an asshole or two, but what the fuck choice do i have?

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