when what you're reading/watching/listening to corresponds to some other (up-until-that-moment unrelated) thing you've read/looked at/heard, so much so that you want to run to ilx and post about it. like right now i was reading
and as i read the lines "a wind rose among the pines; it shook the clinging music from their boughs, and then low, sweet, faint sounds, like the farewell of ghosts, were heard", the stereo starts playing "unfamiliar wind" from eno's "on land". which sounds just like that!
― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Saturday, 1 March 2003 18:16 (twenty-two years ago)