A few months ago, I wrote about “synchronicity”. If you aren’t familiar with the word, here’s the definition:
….an apparently meaningful coincidence in time of two or more similar or identical events
Motor Man and I experienced a synchronicity a couple of weeks ago. We were out of town and had stopped at an Applebee’s for dinner.
Hanging on the wall beside the table where the hostess seated us was a picture of a Small Block Chevrolet Engine. My in-house engine expert tells me that this is a highly modified race engine.
It was almost impossible to get a good photo with all the lights and reflections. But at the top of the picture are the words “American Heavy Metal”.
And I had to wonder: what are the chances of Motor Man going into a restaurant and being seated beside a framed picture of a race engine?
Synchronicity indeed.
these days of mine 