It has happened.
That feeling of deja vu.
“I know you, don’t I?”
And that, ‘Watch out for the crazy person’ look that you get in return.
Except that I wasn’t crazy.
I don’t think…
So familiar but am totally unable to place him.
And then the questions start:
Nope, not familiar.
“Live here long?”
Just moved here.
“Do I look familiar to you too?”
Sorta but not sure…
And then the long looks as we both go about our day and still try to place the other because, by this point, we know we KNOW each other vaguely.
And then it hits him and he asks the right questions:
“Did you live in Alaska?”
Ok, this is a vague one but at least I have a geographical range and its totally right. Yes.
“And you were with Jamison?”
And thats it totally.
It has been a while. Quite a while, actually. Like, nearly 7 years. And we only met each other in passing a few times. He was friends with my boyfriend at the time younger brothers and had come over a few times to play Halo with them, a huge 8 person event that happened about once a month or less during fishing season…which was the only time, that one season, maybe two, that I met him. And it must have been just in passing too, because I rarely stuck around for Halo night because I didn’t play. But then, nearly 7 years later, I walk into the kitchen at work and see him and it is so strange.
Of all the places in all the world, I am now co-workers with someone who I met once or twice in Pelican, AK nearly 7 years ago.
And, of course, its happening again today. I got a notification on Facebook that someone had “Friend”ed me.
And he looks familiar and we have a few of the same friends…
but I looked thru my old yearbooks that my Mum had sent me a little while ago and couldn’t find him.
I know him somehow.
I know I do…