"Ahhhh. What a beautiful day! I can't believe how freakin' warm it is! and listen to those birds singing! Painting the hen house is a good idea - it's going to look fabulous. I should totally have a nice cold cider while I'm out here. And turn some music on. I wonder what time it is? Is it even noon yet?"
...I continue walking.
"I don't think it is quite twelve yet actually. Oh well, it is twelve o'clock somewhere! I know that much. So, it's fine to have a drink."
"Mmmmm..... ice cold cider sounds great. Hey. What's that?"
....stop dead in my tracks.
"What the hell??? There's an ice cold cider at my feet. Directly in the middle of my path. That wasn't here 3 minutes ago when I walked through here. That is toooooo fucking weird! I thought about having an ice cold cider and then suddenly there's an ice cold cider thrown directly at my feet??? It's that freaky synchronicity thing again!"