Then I realized the thought wasn’t mine.

(This is a short story, based on real events.)

It wasn't the first time it happened, the first time a thought popped into my head that seemed strange to me. A thought that felt foreign in my brain, something unlike anything I normally might think-- so what provoked it? It was a question that haunted me and tied up my mind for some time, until she spoke the words outloud.

"I thought he said, 'I get to torture the bipolar,' haha." She mused, but we both knew that wasn't what he said, and I was right-- a truth that was set aside as I realized I had that same thought, but knew it was inaccurate, and too, felt that familiar strangeness of the idea in my mind. There it was, the answer to my question.

Well, two obvious possibilities anyway.

One, the impulsively whimsical notion I was actually picking up on someone elses thoughts... as a relative nobody, insignificant in society and big on finding ways to bring peace-- the idea of being telepathic, even to a small degree is appealing.

I digress, Two, the more rational and logical of them, I simply knew her well enough to subconsciously anticipate how she'd hear the sarcastic mumblings of a character on a TV show. Perhaps thinking it, also knowing, that she would comment as I, too, often do.

Both were points she laughed about out loud, leaving us both in amused quiet wonderment of those possibilities.

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