Synchronicity.

Did you ever wonder about synchronicity?

The other day I got out of bed in a bit of a mood, hassled Jim about his time keeping as we had to call in for milk on the way to work as certain of our customers drink it by the bucket load; and these particular customers would be in that morning.

When we got to the supermarket, they didn't have what we needed. Jim got it in the neck again because I didn't feel we were doing our job properly and we should have gone to the warehouse the night before. Nag, nag, nag.

Then we got stuck in traffic where there usually isn't any...and a bus driver really wasn't helping matters. Horns were blaring, tempers were fraying and I was watching the clock go round knowing that we would be late and have to play catch up.

We got to the end of the road only to find the police had blocked it and we had to go the long way round. Getting later and later, but it explained the traffic. When we reached the other end the police were there, too. There'd been an incident involving violence right outside the café and we weren't allowed near the crime scene. We were turned away from our premises.

By the time we were allowed back in, the baker had been turned away with our bread order, we'd lost most of the day's takings and no longer needed the milk that had started the trouble that morning. Oh yes, and we discovered that someone had stolen one of my karate trophies....I just hope it wasn't involved in the violent crime.

Now, my thoughts are these;

Did I somehow start a nasty chain reaction by giving in to the miseries that morning? Or, did the intense ferocity of the attack on our doorstep send tidal waves of negative vibrations to upset our more usual placid temperaments?

There's no such thing as co-incidence.