Someone out there...

It's strange when someone can sense the way you feel.
When you are upset. When you are sad.
When you are happy. Heck, when you are just plain irritated.

You don't have to say something or even speak a word.
They just sense it.
They even sense it over the phone.

It can be scary.

You see, someone out there knows exactly how I am feeling.
Someone can read me like a book.
Someone knows the way I think. Or react to a situation.
Someone out there knows that an entry to this blog will be posted even before I post it. (I am ready to bet on this!)

Scary, isn't it?

Well, not really. Because all this also means something else.

Someone out there is my friend.