I Now Pronounce You


Synchronicity II

Posted in Uncategorized by inowpronounceyou on June 25, 2007

In response to my post about Synchronicity, I got asked over and over again, on comments and in emails, the following question;

How do you know when it’s really Synchronicity and not just…you know…being overly analytical? When is it that you’re looking too hard?

I didn’t really have much of an answer. I didn’t really have any answer, and that didn’t bug me much at first. I mean, if Princeton is just barely able to prove it’s possible, good ol’ INPY doesn’t have much of a chance, now does he? I can scarcely fight through a Rubick’s Cube, let alone explain how you know when Synchronicity is real.

But I had this and the fact that I’ve been homesick in my head all weekend. Literally. Those two tracks were where my mind went relentlessly all weekend long. It wasn’t a big deal at first. Really, it was distilled down to two bits of minutae.

1) Did I spell “Lake Paran” right in me post the other day? (See #5, Weekend In New England is a Terrible Song) That nagging question kind of summed up all of my missing New England. Paran? Perrin? Peryn? I kept thinking of it, and that kept leading to other thoughts about home, and Vermont…

and

2) The line “linked to the invisible” from Synchronicity I. I could not come up with an answer that I felt comfortable with regarding when it’s REAL vs. when it’s…well, paranoia. Or seeing what you want to see.

So I rolled in to my weekend with these things on my mind.

Friday night I went out to see Evan Almighty (It’s got its moments, that’s about it) and had dinner at Clyde’s with a friend. No big deal. I got home kinda late and went to bed without incident.

Then it got a little wierd.

When I woke up Saturday, I was paying some bills on line and I noticed that I’d been charged for dinner twice at Clyde’s. One total was clearly mine, and the other was not, and it was significantly more money. “Great” I thought. “Now I’m going to have to fight with some jackass at Clyde’s to get this taken off my account…just like when the WalMart in Bennington, VT did this to me years ago.”

I called Clyde’s expecting to have to go through a huge hassle to get this charge removed. I spent a fair amount of time on hold and started thinking about that day in VT, years earlier when I had been buying all kinds of crap in WalMart for some road trip that my friends and I were taking…where the hell were we going? There were 4 cars, all of them full of gear and people. My 944 had the rear seats folded down and was stuffed to the gills with gear…and I remember us joking that my car would make it, but the Tercel might not…

Jesus, where were we going?!

Eventually, I got a manager on the phone and he was cool as could be…took care of the charge, said it was an accident and appreciated my not being a hardass about it. That was that…

But now, I’d added another twist to what I was thinking about…

#3) Where the hell were we going on that trip?

Sunday I woke up in a foul mood. I decided that I needed to get out of my apartment, go buy a new book, and chill out for a bit. This has been something of a ritual for me over the last few weeks; get an iced green tea at Starbucks, hit Kramer books, read in DuPont, get lunch. It’s a perfect Sunday morning/early afternoon.

Here’s where we take a turn down Twilight Zone lane. Everything from here on happened in less than 90 minutes.

In line in the Dupont Starbucks was a couple having a slight argument. Nothing too bad, but they were clearly annoyed with each other…and it put me in that odd “don’t look like you’re listening” place. Staring off and minding my own business I heard “Why are you LIKE this Michael?!” to which he replied, exactly as my friend Mike from Vermont would, “I yam what I yam”. I mean, it was like he was doing an impression of my friend. It was startling…

This of course relaunched my “Vermont/Homesickness” line of thinking…where were we going? Holy crap, Mike was going on that trip, and his car (the 60something Delta 88 Convertible) was the other one that we said would definitely make it…

Half in a daze I went in to Kramer Books to find something to read, but still stuck on this whole trip…and my homesickness…and Synchronicity, and I’m thinking “this is NOT Synchronicity, THIS is coincidence”. I pull a copy of the Informers by Bret Easton Ellis because I haven’t read that one but once and I always forget what it’s about and pay absent mindedly…

I decided to sit in the circle and drink my iced tea. “I’m overanalyzing. I’m in a bad mood, and I’m homesick, that’s all.” After several minutes of this I realize that I’m hungry, and I want to sit outside and eat something, and the first place I see with outdoor seating is Baja Fresh. “Whatever”…

I grabbed my seat and pulled my copy of the Informers, popped it open and started reading. There, on page 5 I see;

“…Bruce and I would swim in Lake Parrin at night…”

PARRIN!!! And immediately I could see the sign…that old damed sign…”LAKE PARRIN”.

I popped up from my book and thought “I’ll be god damned…now THAT’s Synchronicity!”…I did this just in time to see a young man in a ratty Tshirt with a picture on of a sneaker on it that read;

“I Ran All The Way Up Mt. Mansfield in Stowe VT”…

Which is where we were taking the road trip.

THAT is Synchronicity. It’s when you can’t deny it…when you don’t have to look for it, and even if you were it’s too much to look passed. Too much to call coincidence. Too much to call it anything else.

As for how I react to Synchronicity? I’m going home August 10th-17th. I’m going to Maine to see my brother, but I’m going to Vt to swim in Lake Parrin, first.

Advertisements

13 Responses to 'Synchronicity II'

Subscribe to comments with RSS or TrackBack to 'Synchronicity II'.

  1. jess said,

    This came up Friday, when Carrie M brought up the fascinating point of that dichotomy: Is it there or is it just what I want to see? or only what my mind lets me see, even if that’s wrong? I think we decided that you have to be open to stuff to see it at all. And you have to be open to the fact that you can make mistakes, as with anything.

    I think it’s pretty incredible so much of this happened to you in just one weekend. 🙂 I want to spend my Sundays with a book and tea and quiet….

  2. Hey Pretty said,

    Lunar Park is waaaay better than the Informers. Have you read that one yet? If not, please put Informers down and buy yourself a copy of Lunar Park.


  3. Jess; I am still a little “WTF?!?!” about the whole random sequence…although maybe “random” isn’t the right word…

    Hey Pretty; I’ve read everything the man has written, and love them all. This one I haven’t read in forever, and really didn’t even think about it when I bought it beyond “I’m in the mood for Ellis”.


  4. That is WACKED. In a totally awesome way, however. I’ve been holding off on reading Bret Easton Ellis until I can get my hands on American Psycho, unless there’s a better one to start with. I did sort of enjoy Rules of Attraction as a movie. Lots of pretty people and cool camera tricks.

  5. sooz said,

    ME rocks…Orrs island in August and can’t wait to get out dc for a hot second. Yay for you making it up North.


  6. Brooklyn; I’m a fan of chronological reading, really. Start with Less Than Zero and go from there…you can see how he changed over time that way…and it really is an interesting evolution.

    sooz; I can’t get to Maine fast enough…especially since I’ve got a new niece waiting to meet me!

  7. Little Dupont said,

    I miss Maine, too. More than I can say.

    Well done post – but what’s this about you sitting in the circle reading on Sundays and never giving a call? Huh?

  8. Kristin said,

    It’s funny how life works. You definitely have to go with it when it’s calling that strong.


  9. Little DuPont; long time no see…when are you coming back?!

    Kristin; It’s kind of kicking me at this point, as opposed to just calling.

  10. julie said,

    Wow.
    I need to pay more attention, maybe stuff like this happens to me all the time, and I just don’t realize it.

  11. Heather B. said,

    So you’ll be coming up for a visit soon I take it…

  12. Max said,

    I love it! I’ve been getting whacked by the synchronicity stick with some regularity over the past year or so – and you’re right – it’s hard to explain what makes it more than a mere coincidence, but a big part of it is how it feels in the moment, and what led up to it. It seems to have a lot to do with what’s on our minds, which makes me wonder if there’s not some kind of telepathy or other psychic phenomenon involved – not that I believe in such things, of course. 😉

    Anyway, I have two of my synchroxperiences written up online, if you’re interested. Main one is http://www.actionsquad.org/crawlspace1.html, the other is http://www.actionsquad.org/SMXsquad.html … good luck, and keep paying attention … Max


  13. […] Posted in Uncategorized by inowpronounceyou on the March 24, 2008 I’ve said it before. Twice, in fact. Sometimes things just…well they just kinda click in this lock step sort of […]


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s


%d bloggers like this: