Coincidences.
Three of them. Or, as the Irish say, "Tree ovum."
(1) I read a clickbait story about how The Rolling Stones originally recorded "Start Me Up" (then called "Never Stop") as a reggae song. They couldn't get it to where they liked it, though, so it was buried in the archives until someone or other went on a fishing expedition, found it, and they resurrected it as a rock (-ish) song. The next day I was driving down Shelbyville Road and I started thinking about that story, and I thought, "I'd like to hear "Start Me Up." I turned on the radio, hit the channel change button, and "Start Me Up" was playing.
(2) I had just started reading Max Brod's Franz Kafka: A Biography. Hadn't said anything about it to anybody except my blog readers, of which my sister is not one. She sent me a message on Facebook: the story about Kafka and the doll. (If you don't know this story, it's worth looking for.)
(3) My friend Pat had texted me to ask me about a Dostoyevsky line she'd just read. I responded and we back and forthed a bit, then I signed off and went to bed. The next morning as I was having my coffee I started thinking about Pat and since it was too early to call (5:45 am), I reached for my phone to text her. Before I could get a word finished, though, my phone buzzed and I had a text from...Pat. And what's even weirder is that her text was time stamped 9:45 pm.
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