Do you ever wonder how intuition works in mysterious ways? How you can sometimes just know things after the first glance and sometimes the first impression completely misleads you…
I couldn’t see my best friend when I saw a shyly vivid blond girl sitting in the first row on our first day of high school, but then I immediately knew I had to speak to a guy I met in a hostel just by observing his movements on my first night there. I’m still glad he did two evenings later, because he was one of the most interesting people I’ve ever met.
I almost didn’t send my application for the job (and was near to cancelling the interview later) which I at the end got and am still very grateful for, because it was the reason I was able to stay in Paris for a whole year (and counting…).
However, I knew from the very first step that the street I was walking on would once be my home. And indeed, a year later I’m doing my groceries and laundry right there and living just around the corner from it.
So, how does it work?
Is it just us not listening to it? Does it sometimes mislead us on purpose? Or, is it sometimes simply not there?
Or maybe it’s never there and it’s just us believing in something and working for it, making it a reality, our reality?
I can’t decide.
And maybe, it doesn’t really matter in the end. If we just let life be.