It’s funny how we are connected. You develop a bond with people you care about. It’s just like a six sense or something. Something like that feeling mothers have in regard to their children; a feeling that “says” when something is happening. I’m no stranger to this and I use it quite often, as a matter of fact. That is how I knew for sure what was transpiring in Brazil when J did not call. The very same day she was cheating on me, the very same time, I knew. As simple as that: I knew! There would be nothing she could say or do to prove otherwise because I “saw” it. Find it hard to believe? Maybe… If you are really incredulous. But I am telling you it’s true. Call is magic. Call it witchcraft. Call it a gift. Or simply call it LOVE!

But I am getting off tracks here. What I wanted to say was, I *know* she knows I gave her some thought this weekend. I just couldn’t help it. It’s something I have to work on. I mean, being able to “see” and “not being seen”. While I gathered her personal things to send her (ended up being two boxes. 15kg. Expensive. And, yes, I found the documents) I could not avoid thinking about her and that probably triggered the “six sense communication”. She knew I was thinking about her and suddenly she started thinking about me too. As she doesn’t quite comprehend the mechanism of such communication, she just kept thinking and "sending messages" and now it’s getting a quite annoying for she won’t let go! It’s like when someone calls your phone at home (mobiles work in a different way, thankfully) and doesn’t hang up after the conversation is finished. You pick up the phone and the person is still there! I wish I could tell her: Hey, J, let go of me! That’s enough! I sent your stuff already now get back to whatever it was you were doing and forget about me!!!