Log in

23 January 2009 @ 10:42 pm
Here's another one...  
Ok, I give up. J.D. "Illiad" Frazer is either in my head, or is predicting my future.


Today, this same concept happened to me. Someone that I had not heard from in many years called me today out of the blue. Because he wanted to catch up? Because he wanted to bury whatever hatchet may have been between us? Because it was a wrong number, or just a crazy coincidence?


The computer he was using quit working, and he needed someone to fix it.

What did I do? I went over and helped.

Why? I have no idea. I guess it's just who I am. And I have no idea why this bothers me so much.
Current Mood: melancholy