June 12th, 2006
|04:04 pm - You are now entering... the twilight zone|
You must be familiar with the sceptic argument which goes as follows: You are thinking of a friend and they phone - ah but how often are you thinking of that friend and they don't phone, eh?
The thing is, with me and H what happens is that we phone each other at the same time. I walk to the phone to call him and it rings before I can pick it up. I can't quantify that though. It happens with the door too. I walk to the front door and open it, for no particular reason, and H is walking up the path. This happens quite a lot. However, perhaps I subliminally hear his footsteps.
But now it's started happening with emails, and those are easier to quantify than phone calls, and there are no clues.
So, we just sent each other emails in the same minute (actually his at 13.50, mine at 13.51, but less than sixty seconds apart).
The last time I sent him an email was 18th March - we don't email each other hardly ever. Think of how many minutes in all those months. I find that quite a striking coincidence.
To make it more striking, my email was about Blakes holidays and his to me was about Blakes Seven.
Or it could be that you send an email around the end of your lunch break when you're back at the desk and he does likewise?
But if you were going to send one, that is the time of day when you would be most likely to send it. That reduces the probability of a coincidence to fairly easy to believe levels.
And presumably you don't email each other when you're both in the same room? That would rule out a big chunk of minutes, too.
But yeah, still intriguing, even if there is a rational explanation :)
I get it with my mum. That is, it's less striking, because we speak to each other much more often, but we do often get that thing where you pick up the phone from then just as you're reaching for it to ring them. We've also had a thing where I've rang her, and she's said, 'oh, I suddenly knew you wanted to talk to me this afternoon', and we've pinpointed it right at the moment when I've been in chapel and suddenly thought, 'oh, god, I want to talk to my mum'.
Perhaps a mechanism will be found one day, and it will be commonplace that such things happen