Some shit happened this morning that got me to thinking of past instances.
It was something simple. I was shoveling snow after the blowing. I was too lazy (or saving time) to walk the shovel back to the garage. I slung that shovel towards the garage about 70ft I guess. That sum bitch landed about near perfect in the bank of snow, sticking straight up, in the same mold of snow, 1 foot off the shed wall. It was fucking eerie.
No one was there to see. But I somehow knew right before I threw that damn thing it was going to be where I wanted. This happens it seems way too often. It beyond the probability. It extends to other shit too. Like knowing something has happened to someone before you get the call. Shit in dreams. Wondering how things are going to work out and a check shows up in the mail out of an old 401k plan for 10k you long forgot about. I once made a clown out of myself betting 100bucks I was going to sink a putt. The clown part was that I was dancing on the green for a good 3 minutes before I put the putter to the ball. I was doing the Caddyshack "dadadadadadababbabananananan". My friends keep saying I was chicken shit and needed to buck up and just putt I didn't think about it after such a long elaborate show. Went to the ball. Struck it. That damn ball rolled over 80ft over 2 slope changes, down the hill, then up, and dropped in the hole just before it ran out of gas. I was drunk as fuck too.
I've got some other weird examples. Maybe it is just probability given infinite possibilities with so much in action. But this is where I'm getting at. It seems things, matters, situations, or whatever you want to call it get seeded just by thinking about it in the right ways. Maybe just thinking about it shit gets in motion.
Anyone know wtf I'm talking about?
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