Going through my jacket pockets is like leafing through a random yearbook for me, as I usually have years-old mementos in their, left precisely for the reason of discovering old memories. In this particular jacket, I found today a ticket for a production of Love In The Title by Hugh Leonard, which I saw staged in Dublin's famed Abbey Theatre on Tuesday 6 April 1999, and rather enjoyed, I recall, though I'm afraid I remember nothing of the story. The funny thing is, that at random tired and idle moments over the last month, I've been playing on my copy of Google Earth and marking up my various journeys around the world. I went through Dublin a few weeks ago, noting the Theatre, but having to leave a blank for the name of the play I'd seen, hoping that I'd figure it out in future, because I just couldn't remember what it was, although I was sure I had a ticket tucked away somewhere. And now I found it, just in time to fill in that gap in my entry.
I had to like the neatness of the timing. It reminds me of something I found in my old black journal/theology/lyrics notebook just the other day, where I described the action of grace as "the symmetry of happenstance."