For a few years now, I had been a paper napkin magnet. I do not know the reason, but I have not had to buy napkins at home unless there was need for napkins that did not have a company logo on them. I was not actively seeking napkins, they just seemed to be seeking me. I would go to the borg drive through, and in my bag of greasy food would be ten or more napkins, any drive though.
I always had too many napkins in my pockets too, much ot my dismay when I washed clothes. I would find my clothes covered with broken down napkin bits. Sometimes the dryer took care of them, other times I would find myself picking off the pell’s that developed on some of my clothes. Some times there would be so many napkins in the house, the napkin holder would no longer hold them, and I would have to find a spot to stash some. Need t blow your nose, here is a napkin.
That seems to have slowed over the last few weeks. I find myself reaching into my pockets twice this week, and to my surprise, there were no napkins in my pocket. What is the world coming too - no napkins?
So okay, napkins come and napkins go, but about the same time napkins started becoming scarce, small hand sized balls have taken their place! It started innocently enough two weeks ago. There was a used tennis ball laying in the front yard. It looked like it belonged to a dog before I found it. I picked it up and bounced it about four miles as I walked. I didn’t think anything of it, except it was something else to do while walking.
I bounced that ball around for about three days then as I walked by a yard with a big dog in it, I tossed it over the fence so the dog would have a toy to play with, if it wanted to. The next day when I went out walking, what was along the path? Another ball… This one was multicolored and hard, like the super balls of old. I bounced that around for a few days and dropped it by the sidewalk where I know some small kids live.
The next day I as I walked around the walking path, there was another tennis ball. So I picked it up and bounced it around for a while. A few days later I gave it to a god owner. Two days ago, I step outside and there is another hard rubber multi colored ball right by where I was leaving the other balls!
I am all for coincidence, but these balls all of a sudden have taken on a life of their own. It reminds of an old movie where the boy is dying, and him and hias father add gas to the neighbors car every night. After a few months they start siphoning gas out. The neighbor of course was at first amazed, and later, shocked. I can’t imagine anyone leaving balls out for me to pick up though, it just sounds too silly.
I am also finding coins all of a sudden laying around the walking path. At first I thought it too was a coincidence, but I have rarely found as much as a dime in years of walking and now in just a few weeks I have surpassed my coin finding record for a year.
Maybe I am drawing these things too me somehow, and I do not realize it? Maybe it is all a number of random things that appear to be happening all at once? Or maybe it s something else going on? I do not really have any idea, but I find it rather interesting, and a little fun too.
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