The Strange Coincidences Archive

When I was 8(i am now 13) i had a dream about a house in Aus that, in my dream, we bought.

2 years later we moved to Aus and looked at the exact same house but did not buy it.
Still pretty freaky

When i was still in school, one day we had to wrote an application for some reason, i dont remember, but when the teacher began to explain how to write our address correctly, he gave a random example, and guess what? He choses boulevard as the boulevard on which i live(V.Levski), and then chosed a random street number, 35A, the number on which i live, whoa, so my exact address appeared as example on the blackboard, i was “whoa!”! P.S ( I live in a big city, with lots of streets and boulevards, and the chance was very low)

I had to take care of my parking ticket. I went to the City Hall. I was told to go to 7th floor. I got in the elevator, as the doors were closing I wanted to hold the door but I didn’t. At the last second someone swiped a manila folder as the doors were an inch or two away from eachother. A man walked in, I wanted to say hello but I hesitated. He glanced at my ticket and asked if I am going to the parking ticket office. I said yes. I am the guy you want to talk to – he said – I am not lying – he added. I think he saw my facial expression.

Same park bench, (few posts below). As I was walking towards it tonight, I thought to myself – it’s odd that sprinklers never run (don’t like wet shoes). I sat on my regular spot. Not even 5 minutes into star gazing sprinklers go off – never happened before. I’ve been there 1000x same bench same spot.

It’s actually a fountain 20ft diameter satellite dish shape with 4 benches around.

The sprinklers are pretty powerful at the university campus. I thought they were going to get me but I sat still. One sprinkler lightly sprayed my left shoe. Second set of sprinklers went off. I freaked out because they were about to get me. So I thought. They only misted the bench. I sat back down and looked around. All the other benches were well watered. Except where I sat. I got some mist on me and few drops when wind was blowing south but otherwise I was ok.

I did get my shoes wet as I walked back through grass.

My Ex girlfriend of recent went to Germany for Work. She wrote me on Tuesday that she was to meet a friend in Athens the next weekend.
So, Weds. night I turn on the TV and flip to a random program I think it was the history channel. Low and be hold, the next program was about Greece and the Parthenon. Then, the next night on my space, I got an invite to join a group out of Austria no more then 5 hours from where she is staying. Weird.

Every day I run into my friend’s grandmother either at the store, the libary or the gas station or some other place around town. There is no chance that she is following me or me her, so it is quite strange that I see her everyday somewhere in town. Its starting to creep me out. That is my coincidence.

every time something happens I look at the clock and it says 11 11 I could be driving along and look and it is 11 11 I could be doing different things and the numbers 11 11 always come up. It is getting to the point that it is scarry. This has been happening for a couple of months now. Any suggestions?

Last night I sat on the same bench as in the post below. I saw a girl maybe 30 yards away talking on a cellphone. I could not hear her at all. I thought to myself “do you need to talk (about something to me)?” – I directed the question at her. After few moments she started crying – I definitely heard that but I did not approach her.

Last night I was asked to go out. As I passed by our new city hall building, I noticed a new embelishment in the concrete of the sidewalk. A compass with world directions. I passed by it but for whatever reason I turned back and acknowledged it. I thougth to myself, what could that mean? I met up with my friends down the road and we went to a club. $5 cover charge and a rubber stamp on my wrist yes it’s a compass.

Few posts down below, I mentioned about connection with my wife.

She’s visiting her family 600–700mi away. We weren’t exactly talking when she left Thursday. Needless to say, I kept on mowing over our issue in my head (splitting or divorce). I realized that I could not live without her. It was about 2pm on Friday. I called but her phone went straight to message. Great, she turned off her phone because she doesn’t want to talk to me – I thought. I put the phone down.

That moment my phone rang. She called me psycho (instead of psychic (inside joke)), we laughed and told eachother we can’t live without each other.

We were calling each other at the same time; that’s why her phone was busy.