Text exchange with Whitney
Me: I’m unpacking the stuff I’d put in storage and found love notes from Reggie. The most unbelievable, sweetest things ever. I read them all, then threw them away.
W: That was a good response. You are now ready to find fiance.
Me: How did you know.
W: I always know.
Me: What should I do with photos?
W: Those are always harder. Keep two good ones and chuck the rest. Maybe even just scan those in and put them in a hidden file on your computer.
Me: How the fuck do you know this shit. You are like the Woman in Black. By the way, more and more I’m convinced this is the Matrix. But I always love Carrie-Anne Moss in that jacket.
W: It is the matrix. I want to be able to rock that haircut she does and make out with Keanu. Does that mean you are the oracle?
Me: What is the oracle? I have been dropping mad knowledge. This guy, I guessed his birthday. Month, day, year. I was off by time by about 2 and a half hours. And he tried to question how I know things and I’m like, dude, hasn’t the universe given you proof of magic? I figured out your BIRTHDAY.
W: That’s amazing. You are totally the oracle which means you can tell who the One is. I’m impressed by the birthday guess but not surprised cause you got the gift.
Me: How do you know this? Where can I read the symbols?
Whitney, do you remember the recurring guy in my dream? I’ve been dreaming about him forever. And how I wrote some details about him I remembered from the dreams and even posted those things on Match.com and Missed Connections, saying I was looking for the recurring man in my dreams…?
He fits.
And I made a list of what I was looking for in a partner. He fit that too.
And that for as long as I could read my tarot deck, I knew I was looking for an earth man and what I’ve growingly come to feel was a taurus, he fits.
And when all last year I spent in solitude, contemplating the number 29 and saying over and over, 9 needs 11 to get to 22 (a 29 being a very specific 11), to the point I was convinced I was looking for a 29 Taurus, he fits. His birthday adds up to 29.
And I just think…could it be possible.
W: Of course it can be possible. Anything and everything is possible. People can come into your life when you dream them into it, like how angels come into your life when you need them. You just have to keep your eyes open to make sure they are in your life for the reason you think. Sometimes they play a different role than the one you cast in your head. So people can be dreamed into fruition but you have to be awake to see their place.
Me: Dude, Whitney, we did good for ourselves. If I am the oracle, what are you?
W: TBD.