The Buddy connection

Yes, we still have it. That uncanny vibes when we are thinking of each other.

This morning, as I was plying Jupiter Street going to my office, I thought of The Buddy.

It’s been more than a week since we last talked. I had to text him. I asked how he was doing.

He replied: “Funny, I just thought of calling you.”

I texted again, told him it would be best to talk during the weekends. My sched is really tight during workdays.

Until now, it leaves me wondering how we reach a certain level of connection with a person that we are somehow able to anticipate or feel when they are thinking of us.

Between me and him, we always had it since the first time we met. We weren’t that good friends yet when told me via msn that he had a weird dream around 5 in the morning about how much he hated the people in the office and the only likeable person left there was me.

Believe it or not, at that same moment, I was in the car with The Boyfriend, passing by his village. We came from Lucena and we had to pass by Alabang.

At around 5 am, I was sleepily looking at the car window, wondering if he was at work or he was at home. I even made a mental note to ask him where he parks his car in the office building.

We had several weird “connections” like that. I’m just glad to find out that across the distance, we didn’t lose it.

In one intimate conversation that we had, he said there must be a reason why we met. We might not realize it now, but we will find out in the course of time.

I don’t even have to wait for that moment to come. I’m just glad that he’s still there.