I was preparing to eat my potato soup, and I realized…. Once again…. I need soup spoons! I only have 1 or 2 of them. So I knew Reuben was on his way to the big flea market at Columbus. I jumped over to the table, immediately called him and asked him to look for soup spoons for me.
Within 5 minutes, he calls me back. “How many do you want?”. He had come upon a parking spot near one of the three entrances into the market, an entrance that he rarely uses. He walked into the market, and there at the 2nd vendor stand from the door, there were the soup spoons. Pack of 6.
Synchronicity?
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