Because I could not stop for Death,
He kindly stopped for me;
The carriage held but just ourselves
And Immortality.

Last night, I met up with some guys from I band in which I might be the singer. I got home at about 2:30 a.m. Sitting in the driveway was a hearse. It was unexpected. It was late. I was drunk. I was sufficiently creeped out. In addition, it was parked so close to the house that I had to squeeze between it and the wall to get into the courtyard and through to my house. It gave me chills and goosebumps even after I was safely in my home. I didn’t think I was a very superstitious person. I live with a black cat. I’ve walked under ladders. I’ve broken mirrors (though whether or not I’ve been cursed with bad luck is debatable.) For some reason, though, walking past this hearse felt like a dangerous thing to do.

The thing was still there this morning when I left for work, and though it still gave me a slight sense of foreboding, it wasn’t so bad in the daytime.I’ve done a little research. It seems all the superstitions surrounding hearses involve ones with a body inside. This one was empty. So, no sweat, right. Sure, but it still made me uncomfortable.

In the past week, three people have told me that they have found my twin. In three different parts of the country.

The first was at about 2 in the morning. My ex sent me a text message, asking if I was walking up St. Charles Avenue, past Igor’s. No, I told him, I was definately at home in bed. He said he saw a girl that looked exactly like me.

A couple of days later, my friend Bryan, sent me a text message telling me he’d found my twin. Bryan was in California.

Today, another friend sent me a message on facebook saying exactly what Bryan had said: “I found your twin.” This “twin” is in Virginia.

There’s going to be an army of people that look like me. We are going to destroy the world with our cuteness.

Wait. I just looked at pictures of the girl in Virginia. We look similar, but I wouldn’t say “twin.” Her eyes are blue, while mine, alas, are not.

Still, there’s the other two. The people who claimed they saw my twin are people who know me very well. I trust that they were not mistaken.

Meh. Stranger things have happened, especially in this city.