As random as it can get: I did a lot of roller skating from age 6, and grew up with my knees permanently bleeding/covered in scabs. Didn't stop me for all that. Till I become a teenager and went off sport altogether.
I have my own mystery story: 15 years ago next summer, the guy I loved more than my own life, died in a car crash. I was living abroad, and I didn't hear the news till after the burial. I didn't know his parents, and since there were no ashes to scatter on any mountain, I couldn't bring myself to get in touch with them. I just wanted to go to the graveyard on my own, and asked the townhall of his home town where he'd been buried. They indicated a small town, I went there and looked around but found no grave with his name on it. I also kept thinking before I had finished going around: "he is not here, he is NOT here".
There was an old man there, and I asked him if he'd known Cyrille (this was a very small town). He said he had, but that he was buried in another, bigger town. I went there. As soon as I entered, I knew he WAS there. And believe me, although that cemetery was BIG, I walked straight to his grave, where I had never been before.
Apart from this, I have several times heard voices call my name or say hello, when there was no one around, and I'd say I believe in reincarnation. Would be lovely to know we'll all meet again somehow in another life. One in which we can keep watching BBM. We'll have to design before long a way to recognize each other, all of us brokies, in our next incarnation...
