23:23

There are certain things in life that make you feel weird.It's like these little daily stuff that you wouldn't really notice except sometimes,something about them feels so obviously wrong that you can't help wondering why they are there in the first place.It's like when you always seem to be checking out your watch when it's exactly 2:22 or 23:23 or 5:55..Or when you're thinking of this movie that you haven't seen in a while on tv and then it's on the very same night.Or even when a song pops to your mind and then you turn on the radio and it's already playing.
It's like there is some kind of time plan all laid out ahead of you and somehow you have already lived every moment and your brain is actually forcing you into living all these weird situations but at the same time,without letting you know why it's so important to happen this exact same way and not any other way.Like with the 23:23 situation..one minute earlier and i would have seen 23:22 but i never do,instead i just look at the damn watch only when it's 23:23.
And i know this beautiful person who experiences exactly the same things and he says that it's come like there is some purpose why this whole thing happens and anytime now we are going to figure it out but i'm not too sure we will and it's freaking me out.
And what about that other thing with the dreams?Last summer i wake up from this horrible dream of a boy soaked in blood in the middle of a street.It was like.. so alive that i freaked out and requested practicaly in tears of my mom to like..not TRAVEL on that same day back to athens.I told her i saw a boy die on the street and it was alla alive and shit and she goes don't be silly.It's almost noon we are just riding out of Volos City and mom goes AAAA and hits the breaks and on a distance of twenty five metres there is this boy next to a bike on th ground and soaked in blood and people all around him screaming.
And also that friend of mine had the weirdest dream of leaving this house and following a path and then he turns on the tv at some point and there is this film that shows the exact same house that was in his dream except he had never actually seeb the film before.
I so...wish i knew the answer to why all these things happen.Something about them is surprisingly perfect and PERFECT is much more terrifying than anything.To every perfect thing's existense there is some kind of purpose.The answer has to be in that purpose.here's a picture jimmyCdP made and sent me just the same night that i was thinking about the 23:23 situation