once upon a time when i was very new to this life, i found myself sitting on the path train. the man next to me was getting off the train and there was a metro ticket on the seat where he had been. I stopped him to let him to know that he had left his metro ticket on the train. but he said that it wasn’t his. it was there when he got there.
the other day i was walking from my internship to the path train. i needed to make a quick stop to exchange a metric scale ruler for a standard scale ruler. i was staring downward, probably talking to myself, and all of the sudden: “roz?!” and standing in front of me looking just like he always looked, hat and all was dave. i didn’t even know dave was down here but there he was.
from one experience to another, quite a big change.