I'll find out when I die! Sometimes I do believe that there are spirits and so on. 'cos there are far tooooooooo fucking many coincidences in my life that definitely cannot be ignored at all. After college, I moved to Flemington, NJ. My ex lived in Frenchtown. I used to pass this cemetery all the time without thinking about it, and go through Bloomsbury, NJ on the was to PA or Philipsburg. Well... when I did deep research of my family tree, I found out that my ancestors lived in this area! The Blums (Blooms) and the Mettlers... they were buried in this cemetery and Bloomsbury was named after the Blum family! I found the gravestones of my ancestors and it was written in German! Weird! Anyway, I have many more stories like that, so it is impossible to ignore things like that.