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Personal stuff
Not to make light of this horrible situation but I think I may be psychic. Monday night I had horrible time getting to sleep and didn’t fall asleep until after 5am. About 3 hours later my eyes shot open and I was consumed by the thought that a plane was about to crash down on top of my apartment. I swear I could even hear the sound of the engine of the plane I imagined was making a nosedive toward my safe bed.
After calming the fuck down I realized that it was just a pressure washer or a lawn mower or something the ground crew were using behind my apartment. But still, I could not get past that feeling. A plane crashing into my house is about number 4 on my list of irrational fears (right behind being inside a plane that crashes into someone’s house).
I couldn’t get back to sleep, despite how exhausted my body was my mind was racing and I couldn’t shut it off, so I got up to watch some TV. The first thing I see is a shot of smoldering homes and the caption “Plane crashes into homes in Sanford, FL”. DUDE. Just…DUDE. WTF? So much for it being an irrational fear.
Sanford is about, maybe, 15 minutes from where I live and I woke at almost the exact time the plane crashed, so I don’t know…maybe that was the sound of the plane I was hearing. They said it was a small plane, so I doubt it, but still, the whole thing freaked me out.
I don’t know what to make of this. Psychic ability, intuition, or total coincidence? It’s all very bizarre.
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Comment by: mary
Jul 11th, 2007 at 10:09 pm
wow! That is weird! When I first heard about the plane I was nervous it was either my mom or you!
You should really write in here more often
I miss hearing about how things are.