Syncronicity
Jul. 6th, 2006 06:02 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
laura_seabrookI used those bloody cards again yesterday.
The oracle ones, I mean. One of them was "SYNCRONICITY - follow up coincidences and chance meetings". Well I had a day full fo coincidences.
I look Win to the Gender Centre in the afternoon. I met Stef there who's also "a reader" and in to a bit of comics. She suggested I come back at the dorop in session that they had that night, and she'd show me some of her drawings. Quite keen to do this. Been real lonely lately and I thought of the card.
So - I went back to the hostel. Changed, and hopped on some trains (no waiting) and went to petersham again. Stef was there with her stuff and I was going to talk to her further but she disappeared while I was saying goodbye to Tanya, who also comes from Newcastle way. I was a bit upset about that, after all the travelling I'd done.
Went back to the station but just missed the train back. A bus pulled up next to me immediately, going into the City. I took it to Town Hall where I chanced to meet some people from QC who were going to a venue in Newtown. I was obviously more than a bit upset (crying) when I met them and they convinced me to go with them.
As it happened, the venue was the Sly Fox which I'd been to (and felt really uncomfortable at) when Ascension was held there (and the last one on was just last Saturday), so I was quite familiar with it. It was a lot less packed than before. Still very noisy. And I was justr plain ol' upset. Guess I thought there might have been a "spark" there with Stef but it wasn't the case. Guess I've been so so lonbely lately, and running around for the merest hint of some sort of friendship is perhaps not the best thing to do.
Someone invited me to sit at their table. Had a "shandy" and I was overcome with an urge to to write poetry, so I pulled out my pen and notebook and started writing. This kept on for 5 minutes until it was all done. It was just like an utter compulsion, and while I was writing I ignored all the noise and glare and distraction around me.
Now the funny thing is that there was this guy sitting at my table too, who seemed incredibly out of place - he had shaggy hair and wore a woollen poncho. He commented on what I was writing (he'd done the same thing in the same place) and, and well he was just the person I needed to talk to right then. It helped - it helped a lot. Won't go into details except to say: just what do I expect of myself?
Anyway, I felt better but I was dead tired (and slightly drunk, even) so I left. As I was walking back to the Newtown Station, I met two more QCers, and together we took the bus into the city and they gave me a lift to the hostel when they took a taxi to another venue.
- - -
Now here's the thing - I thought that the suyncronicity involved was meeting Stef, but it wasn't. On my trip out there I happened to talk to Win about Syncronicity, after drawing that card earlier in the day. I find that when I'm doing the "right thing" and travelling, all my travel connections get made in the minimum ammount of time.
That was the case on the trip to the Gender Centre earlier in the day, and also on the trip back. No sooner did I arrive at the station than the train was there! On the trip to Petersham again, it was also the case. Then I missed the train back and the bus turns up. If I'd caught thebtrain instead of the bus I wouldn't have met my friends from QC and not gone to the Sly Fox where I met Malcolm. And then on leaving I immediately met people travelling back my way and got there in a minimum of time!
See - I thought meeting Stef had been the bit of Syncronicity, but it wasn't - meeting Malcolm (and the amasingly efficient travelling) was!
Go figure.
Malcolm suggested that I go back to that venue. Wednesday at t5he Sly fox is Kinki Kingdom which I wouldn't have thought of going to. Maybe I should - maybe I need to follow up on this. Who knows...
The oracle ones, I mean. One of them was "SYNCRONICITY - follow up coincidences and chance meetings". Well I had a day full fo coincidences.
I look Win to the Gender Centre in the afternoon. I met Stef there who's also "a reader" and in to a bit of comics. She suggested I come back at the dorop in session that they had that night, and she'd show me some of her drawings. Quite keen to do this. Been real lonely lately and I thought of the card.
So - I went back to the hostel. Changed, and hopped on some trains (no waiting) and went to petersham again. Stef was there with her stuff and I was going to talk to her further but she disappeared while I was saying goodbye to Tanya, who also comes from Newcastle way. I was a bit upset about that, after all the travelling I'd done.
Went back to the station but just missed the train back. A bus pulled up next to me immediately, going into the City. I took it to Town Hall where I chanced to meet some people from QC who were going to a venue in Newtown. I was obviously more than a bit upset (crying) when I met them and they convinced me to go with them.
As it happened, the venue was the Sly Fox which I'd been to (and felt really uncomfortable at) when Ascension was held there (and the last one on was just last Saturday), so I was quite familiar with it. It was a lot less packed than before. Still very noisy. And I was justr plain ol' upset. Guess I thought there might have been a "spark" there with Stef but it wasn't the case. Guess I've been so so lonbely lately, and running around for the merest hint of some sort of friendship is perhaps not the best thing to do.
Someone invited me to sit at their table. Had a "shandy" and I was overcome with an urge to to write poetry, so I pulled out my pen and notebook and started writing. This kept on for 5 minutes until it was all done. It was just like an utter compulsion, and while I was writing I ignored all the noise and glare and distraction around me.
Now the funny thing is that there was this guy sitting at my table too, who seemed incredibly out of place - he had shaggy hair and wore a woollen poncho. He commented on what I was writing (he'd done the same thing in the same place) and, and well he was just the person I needed to talk to right then. It helped - it helped a lot. Won't go into details except to say: just what do I expect of myself?
Anyway, I felt better but I was dead tired (and slightly drunk, even) so I left. As I was walking back to the Newtown Station, I met two more QCers, and together we took the bus into the city and they gave me a lift to the hostel when they took a taxi to another venue.
Now here's the thing - I thought that the suyncronicity involved was meeting Stef, but it wasn't. On my trip out there I happened to talk to Win about Syncronicity, after drawing that card earlier in the day. I find that when I'm doing the "right thing" and travelling, all my travel connections get made in the minimum ammount of time.
That was the case on the trip to the Gender Centre earlier in the day, and also on the trip back. No sooner did I arrive at the station than the train was there! On the trip to Petersham again, it was also the case. Then I missed the train back and the bus turns up. If I'd caught thebtrain instead of the bus I wouldn't have met my friends from QC and not gone to the Sly Fox where I met Malcolm. And then on leaving I immediately met people travelling back my way and got there in a minimum of time!
See - I thought meeting Stef had been the bit of Syncronicity, but it wasn't - meeting Malcolm (and the amasingly efficient travelling) was!
Go figure.
Malcolm suggested that I go back to that venue. Wednesday at t5he Sly fox is Kinki Kingdom which I wouldn't have thought of going to. Maybe I should - maybe I need to follow up on this. Who knows...
