This particular street corner was known to her as a random encounter spot. Some of the random encounters could be explained through the powers of statistics and probability – the sheer number of people passing through every day meant that you were bound to meet someone unlikely every once in a while. Indeed, most encounters were highly familiar – some friend not seen in ages, that one guy from high school, a celebrity who took a wrong turn, and on occasion an ex to swiftly avoid. Other encounters, however, were outright spooky, such as when she found a fondly remembered childhood toy, staring intently at her with his epoxy eyes, just as he’d done all those years ago. She sometimes wondered if she should’ve picked him up, but the nature of the spot told her, again and again, that there were things best left as encounters
-
Recent Posts
- We used AI to extend eleven notable theorists
- A twitter memorial playlist
- A list of 26 genders
- The energy brought to the interview
- Ten culinary innovations brought home from the exotic lands of America
- That time I started a true crime podcast
- An artful dodger
- A brand new daylight saving’s horoscope
- Address to the first empath international
- An intermediary horoscope
-
Categories
- Aesop is not your friend (13)
- Damn sophistry (12)
- Dialogues without protagonists (26)
- Emotional pylons (3)
- Horoscopes (10)
- In this essay I will (2)
- Missives from modernity (33)
- Question authority (7)
- Story mode activate (27)
- The kairos made me do it (51)
- There is no justice in poetry (23)
- Uncategorized (3)
- Wtf did I just read? (31)
-
Blogroll