Tuesday, 12 August 2008
This is strange. Curious as to whether my current address/town would show up on the internet, I looked up my name in the white pages.
I am among about 150 G Ms listed. 13 of those Gs are one in the same me, different states and towns that I've lived in. A few years back, I had googled my name in the past and discovered that one of those Gs was living within 30 miles. Though I had never been in her neck of the woods, strangely enough, my next place of employment, which had not opened yet, was located there. Google also listed information about this other Gina, namely that she was on the board of PTA in Monroe. Hmm... Just between you and me...I've secretly always wanted to have children and be an active member of the PTA. OK...so what's so strange about that? Nothing.
But a few days ago, while Ang and I were trying to get information on one of my potential Eharmnony dates, I googled my name again. This time, there was more information re: that other G. Turns out, she lives on Vanderveer Lane...different town. This is the strange part. Last summer, while driving to work, actually driving down Vanderveer Road in Freehold, I was taken by the beauty of the open fields and distant woods. The sun was justing breaking the treetops, glistening on the dew...I just felt inspired to write a longwinded rambling poem 'On Vanderveer'. Ironically, the poem is about thngs appearing greener from the other side. Coincidentally, I found an apt about a half a mile from Vanderveer.