As I walked to the bus stop, I was stilling feeling this sense of wrongness. I thought to myself that perhaps something was really wrong on a large scale, like a natural disaster, or something closer to home or more personal might be wrong, like a close friend or relative in pain. I sat on the bus, lost in thought, wondering why I was feeling like this. Was I just feeling down or what? Then, I heard some noise as someone dropped their bags at the front of the bus and I was brought out of my reverie just in time to hear someone say "Oh my god" and jump to their feet as the ran towards the bus steps. Apparently, a woman had lost her balance and fallen from the bus as the doors had opened to let her off at her stop. I sat there dumbfouned for a few minutes and couldn't help wondering if this had anything to do with the feelings I been having. The idea scared me quite a bit. The bus driver called for an ambulance and as I left the bus to get on another one, I was relieved to see that the lady was conscious and talking.
The rest of my ride was pretty much a blur. I got to the house, fed the kitties and headed to the living room to check my email and see what was new online. After a few minutes of chatting and responding to emails, I looked at my flist and saw that Hazel and Eumelos actually had updated their LJ's from Ireland. I was flabbergasted.
Is this all coincidence? Perhaps but it was freaky nonetheless.