Losing it
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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Coincidence.
Sometimes things happen by chance; and you're more likely to notice it when the song in your head is on the radio than when it isn't.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:41, 1 reply)
Sometimes things happen by chance; and you're more likely to notice it when the song in your head is on the radio than when it isn't.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 16:41, 1 reply)
Spot on.
You read/think/see millions and millions of things, every now and again two things are bound to coindide and of course you notice it and it feels weird.
But it would actually be weirder if it never happened at all. Although you wouldn't notice that it was weird.
I didn't explain that very well.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 17:13, closed)
You read/think/see millions and millions of things, every now and again two things are bound to coindide and of course you notice it and it feels weird.
But it would actually be weirder if it never happened at all. Although you wouldn't notice that it was weird.
I didn't explain that very well.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 17:13, closed)
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