My friend Fli once told me that I must clairvoyant. Sometimes I wonder if she’s right.
When I was a College freshman, a friend of mine invited me to their town. I said, “I’ll go if I have the money for the fare.” A couple of minutes later, I stepped on something infront of the DSA office and looked down to see that it was a 100-peso bill. My fare money.
When I became a sophomore, I was on my way out of school when I suddenly “saw” my high school barkada near the gate and my heart started beating erratically. But it couldn’t possibly have been him, because he was in Manila that time, and I was in ZC. I even mentioned this to his cousin, who was walking with me then.
The next time he called me, I told him about the strange incident. He told me, “You must be a real friend, for you to have felt that I was in trouble. During that time I had a fight with my mom and I ran away from home.”
And just recently, while I’m already working in Makati, I was taking a nap in our bedroom when I had a distressing dream about my friend Fli, who is back in Zamboanga. In the dream, she and her boyfriend Gim had broken up and somehow I felt really affected about it.
When I woke up I still had this heavy feeling in my chest so I texted her about it right away. She replied, saying that she had actually broken up with Gim the day before and they had gotten back together only that afternoon.
There have also been several instances when my thoughts about other people have come true, though not really in the exact same manner that they appeared in my what-if mental musings.
Weird, right?
