#paths crossing

[the-ephemeral-ethereal]

To some extent, the direction of one's chosen path automatically selects for the paths that may cross it... But... sometimes unexpected crossings occur. Some are driven by chance, others by design, others by a change in one's goals. Some are even driven by malice.

from Star Wars: Thrawn by Timothy Zahn

[evilhorse]

It was inevitable that our paths cross again!

[the-ephemeral-ethereal]

No one can say where their path will take them, even for the duration of a single day. More difficult still is to see where one's path will intersect that of another.

from Star Wars: Thrawn by Timothy Zahn

[the-last-rat-standing]

TIL Mark Harmon directed 2 episodes of ‘Chicago Hope’, and one of those episodes had Susanna Thompson playing a pivotal role in one of the stories. The very first shot is of her character gritting out contractions right before she gives birth. I bet they shared some amusing stories when they worked together again on NCIS.

[youfoundadiary-blog]

Friday, January 16, 2015, 12:48 PM

Met one of the most kindhearted men just now as I am skipping history class. He was here at the bus stop, eating a slice of pizza, and he told me about his life. Pointing to my instrument, he says “what do you play?” “Bass clarinet”, I reply. He smiles. “My daughter plays the keyboards. She’s a grade 12 up at Centralside High school. I love her so much. Skipped two grades, y’know” “Oh yeah?” “Yeah. She’s 14 and graduating. Her grandmother, my mother, bought her a 2015 Prius. It’s pimpin’, but of course she can’t drive it yet” “Plenty of time for you to get in there and drive yourself!” He motioned to his bag. “No I can’t. I’m an alcoholic. I drink beer. Always joke that my daughter will drive me to the beer store, but she always says ‘I’m not doing that, daddy’. I love my baby. I love her” “Sounds like you’re raising her right.” “I do what I can. I lost her mother about fourteen years ago. She hung herself, horrible suicide. I come home to find her knife on the table. Bloody. She hung herself with the telephone cord. I had to clean her up. I found her first.” “That’s awful, I’m really sorry.” “Yeah, I know. But my baby, I love my baby, she grew up alright. Wants to move in with her older sister. I raised her good. But I don’t want my daughter moving so far.” “Where does she live?” “Texas.” “WHAT?! That far?” “Exactly! Her sister is 25, good influence, but she’s not moving if I can help it!” “Oh man, yeah!” “Anyways I’m going to the store, sorry to bother you, thanks for listening.” “Oh it was no trouble! I love hearing people’s stories.” “Take care!” “You too.”

-X

[drowlofj]

if you walk away ill walk away first tell me which road you take i don’t want to risk our paths crossing someday so you walk that way, ill walk this way

Bright Eyes

[tieraashleyphotos-blog]

[coloroutsidethelines]

topics.

It's weird when certain topics in life start showing up in more than one place. I keep having conversation with the girls at work that then somehow play into conversations with friends or family. Most of the time unprovoked on my part.

Tonight, one of the girls gave me a hug, and then proceed to smell my hair and run her hands through it. Commenting, "Your hair smells so good and it's so soft, I bet your boyfriend loves it." I told her I didn't have one and she then told me I should get one. (She's 16.) And one of the other girls (who is 14) told me I should fix that as well. I told them I'm not that worried, they just made a face at me. And at one point they were complaining that they miss their bf's and I just commented that no boy is worth crying over and they both made a remark that when I finally fall in love I'll think differently.  -_- Yeah. All his week when going into work, my coworkers have told me how tired I look. (a nice way of saying you look like shit) I haven't been getting much sleep, but when 5 different people say that, including some of the girls, really? And one day at PT my therapist told me I looked exhausted. So today I wore make-up (some days I just don't care) and one of the girls commented on how pretty I looked. Go figure. It's not me being tired, it's just my face.

I mentioned to S that I've been thinking about getting one of my tattoos in the next couple of weeks, and she commented that she wants to as well. We've made tentative plans to get inked. And when I went out to dinner w/ S and A, the sister in law mentioned that she wants to get another one as well. So, there may be a tattoo party in the future.

It's just interesting how things fall into each other, even when they are not connected in any way. And it seems like the more I think about certain things, the more they pop up in the weirdest places. Life is strange.