Synchronicity

It was Friday, January 13th and I was tired.  Tired and hadn't slept good during the past few nights, not because I couldn't sleep, because I was excited, to some degree.  I had plans for Saturday morning so I really couldn't be out late... do I go out, or do I not?

The Friday Night Fights were happening, I wanted to go and yet, I needed to get things together.  Be organized for my Saturday morning plans.  I had mixed feelings for the Friday Night Fights; they sounded like they could be "ewww..." and yet I was intrigued.

So I got to the fights, late.  As I stood at the door watching and looking for my friends, no one really stood out.  Seeing them, I walked down an isle to them.  Half way down, I had to stop and jump aside as this guy came out of his isle, his seat.

Guess who it was?  The Hot Crush.
Of course, I knew he could be there, my friend has said as much.  Unless he is working, he will be there.  Still, to literally run right into him.

I smiled and said, "hello," though continued on to my friends.  I'm sure he thought "what the hell?"

Of all the people there, I run right into him?

After the fights were over, I went over to visit with a young gal there, that I had helped with a costume for a play she was in some time ago.  HOT CRUSH came out of the restroom.  I know he saw me, I ignored him.  I headed for the door.  He had to have ran, since I had a head start and the inside lane.  As he literally walked out right in front of me.

I was in such shock, what to do? What to say....

Fast forward to the next day.... I go to a meeting at one of the Motel Restaurant Bars.  I'm there for an hour or so when I go to the restroom.  As I come out, straight ahead of me... there he is.  Sitting with some people I do not know.  WHAT??

I go back to my group, and continue on.

Hours later, he returns.  With a variety of friends, some of them I know.  Not well, though I do know them.
So I figure it out, how to approach him.  I write on a napkin "Are you following me?  Because people are going to start talking!"  I try to leave it on his lap, but he looks up and we start talking.  We talked about drinking, getting drunk - is it a good thing or a bad thing that I am??? Neither, really.  It is whatever it is.  We talked about football, and of course we read my napkin and he laughed and said, "no I really think you have a scanner out on my truck."  HA!  I was here before you?  Oh no, he says.... I said, "I've been  here since 2, and you?"  Oh.... it registers, I was here first.  He tells me...he was here and then left for a bit.  Oh....

I don't keep him, and I certainly don't hang on to him.  I leave him to his friends.  I've made contact, I've handled it well, I would say, and I go on.  As I do leave the establishment, I tell him in his ear.... "I'm leaving.  If you see me next, you lose."

Sure enough...he shows up later, at another bar.  I've been there since I left him.  With  my friends.  HA!  Who is following who?

I'd like to hold onto the synchronicity.  And the mystery of me.  Let him wonder more about me, who I am, who do I know, how do I know them... when will I show up, with whom, and what kind of surprises will I provide???