Spoken like a true, all-knowing sage, but I get the feeling that she may be right.
Zeniba: Once you’ve met someone you never really forget them. It just takes a while for your memories to return.
And so, I found myself doing a quick rewind. For some reason, familiar faces of many years past kept popping into my head and naturally, I wondered where they are today.
Still, we meet new people everywhere, every day. Maybe we will only come across certain people just once in this lifetime.
Then again, there may be those who might just pop up again later in the future, under extraordinary (or not) circumstances.
The friendly cashier with the dazzling smile she generously bestows upon her customers at the supermarket, could well one day turn out to be one of the bridesmaids that accompanies your colleague down the aisle on her wedding day.
The smartly-dressed man with whom you exchanged a quick glance but who failed to hold the door open for you, may drive you up the wall one day with his impossible-to-meet demands when he takes on a new role from mere stranger to finicky superior.
This basically means that the “first time” may not really be the first time, after all.
Not that you will remember, in minute detail, the time both you and the other person first met each other. But that does not hide the fact that a prior encounter had actually taken place – and the memory of that, long gone.
But, meeting is never quite knowing, no?
I knew I loved you before I met you.
(So. I was spirited away in a two-hour awe-inspiring adventure. I am five years late – oh, but when am I never late – but yes! I do love this movie.)
Haha. I just found this:
Oh. My. Gawd.
They are actually serious about doing it! The horror.