There are those moments, they happen nearly every day, that cause you to pause for a moment or so and process the seemingly random events that occurred for that single moment to happen.
Tonight, I stayed at the office late enough that the Northbound-Tunnel travel was no longer available... Leaving my only option to ride those buses that operate on the surface (stupid, inefficient surface routes, with their lights and their other cars).
I could've taken any bus that came by as I stood at the stop, taking a brief moment to lower my sunglasses, veiling my stare and fervor for weirdos (crackheads, hobos, stinkies, you name it)... But I did not, I stood and conversed with a friend / coworker until his bus arrived.
Upon exiting the bus, not knowing which route I want to take (mainly it was a matter of whether or not I wanted to walk to the gym or take the train), I did not take the most direct path of travel.
Headphones in, mid-voice mail (that I was leaving for someone), I encounter 2 friends who have recently moved to the Seattle (a fact that leaves me tickled with joy, as I enjoy these 2 individuals immensely) on their way back from dinner.
They invite me up to their apartment (and fucking great view), we chat and end up using their gym facilities in the building. Afterward, I toss my pack over my shoulder, throw my headphones on and continue on my trip to the bus.
Just the slightest difference in timing, in route, in occurrence would have led me to not run into my friends. Sure this would not have had any particular consequence or significance, but it is just a small example of lines of travel, lines of life often intersect. Whether it's fate, math, coincidence or chaos (that... that right there, is chaos) this shit happens. It amazes, entertains and frightens me.
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I like green apples WAAAAAAY more than any other kind of apple.
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