Talking of coincidence, I'm obviously feeling low level guilt about neglecting my online duties of late. Ideas spill from my brimming head and are lost in the mists of memory, one taut timeline amongst many stretched to breaking point.
I dreamt last night about third daughter. I can't recall what it was now, but no doubt I was checking her blog to see how life was shaping up, something I should be doing for her and for many others. So much must be happening in others' lives, so much to care about. I wish someone would invent Really Simple Syndication. Others' lives might not even be accessible now. So much has been happening in my own life, so much to share from my new life - from Starkid's life.
And today, by another coincidence, the morning after the dream, threed contacted me through Flickr to comment on a photo of Starkid.
I know that coincidence doesn't mean anything, I know that its just the human mind that makes it appear more than it should be, I know that our reality is purely a mental construct, that the present is not even something that is happening but is actually something that has happened and is then reflected upon, I know all that...
Due to the joint distraction of dinner and EastEnders turning up on my food/viewing area last night, what I forgot to mention, just to hammer my tedious point home, was that threed then told me that she'd visited the powersurge mansion in a recent dream and had the best time hanging out with the powersurge clan...