A talk with myself

I found myself last Tuesday. Not “found myself” as in “I found myself in zen-budism” or“I found myself in that community on FaceBook” or “I found myself in Diest Shakes Santini”. I’m saying “I found myself” as in “I’ve settled to take some coffee with me so I could have an honest conversation with myself”.
We had agreed on arriving at 3:00PM. I got there a little late, at 3:04. I got late too. It may seen as a huge coincidence, but we took the same bus and walked the same path. That can also look like a huge coincidence, mas but the fact is I haven’t settled a meeting with a second me, a clone, a projected image from my imagination neighter another me from a parallel universe.
I had settled a date with me. Since I AM me, my conditions and my past, I naturally had to take the same bus as me, walked the same path and sit in the same place. If I had take a different path as me, I would have seen different things than I who would walked the other path and was now sat down in that coffee shop. Me and me, together. But the waitress treated us by the singular.
– What are you going to order, sir*? – she asked.
– We are going to order two expressos. – I said, forcing her to note my presence there. She didn’t know Who she was dealing with! You mess up with me, you mess up with me too!
I thought the conversation would be interesting. However, it wasn’t. I agreed with me in everything I said and, even worst, I already knew everything I was going to say. There was a point I even came to finish my sentences!
Disappointeds, me and I payed the coffees, nos we Said goodbye to each other and followed our ways. It was very embarrasing when we realised we were going trhough the same way.


* “May I take your order” is a rare thing to find. Generally, the waiters assume that you want them to take your order or you would not have entered the place. Of course.