Anonymous Confessions

I have never told anyone this because I know how it sounds.

Three years ago, I woke up in the middle of the night with the strongest feeling that I was supposed to go outside. It was not fear. It was not curiosity. It felt more like someone had placed a thought inside my head.

I stood in my backyard for maybe ten minutes, just looking at the sky. Nothing dramatic happened. No lights. No voices. No strange figure.

But the next morning, I found out that at almost the exact same time, my brother had woken up in another city with the same feeling. He called me first and said, “This is going to sound insane, but did you feel something last night?”

We had not spoken in weeks.

Since then, I have wondered if some moments are shared between people in ways we do not understand.