I was manifested by an *angel*. Apparently.

I met the most woowoo person I've ever encountered in my life. That's saying a lot, considering the circles I hang out in. To make matters worse, a random black cat walked up to us and miaowed at her in a bunch of strange patterns, as if to say it was communicating something to her. She then went ahead and patted the crazy-ass feline on the head, after which it carried on quietly down the lane. I didn't ask, lol.

As if that wasn't weird enough, turned out she had manifested me. Apparently she's working on her new social media platform and website, and needed someone with the expertise of creating video and photo content for such platforms. Yep, that would be me. She said all this before I mentioned I was into that.

She was quite interesting though. She also had a lot to say, and I kept quiet for most of the encounter and just let her speak. Those that know me will know how rare that is, that I shut up and let others get a word in, haha.

I learnt a lot as a result. I learnt more about ley lines, and their unusually high concentration in England. I learnt about pubs, especially ancient ones, and why they're built where they are. I learnt about some of the oldest trees in the world, some of which are here in the UK. I learnt about how my birthday was connected to the clothes I wear, and what colours I pick. Super interesting stuff.

It's a woowoo world out there folks.