Another freaky occurrence...

My friend and I were strolling around Chelsea as we were getting reacquainted today. He'd asked me about one of my ex's, basically the first guy I ever got really hung up on who was the big one in my life before I moved to New York. I told him how he had contacted me once a couple of years ago when he was in town, how we'd had a really awkward meeting that just felt wrong, and how we hadn't had any contact since then despite the fact that I've been back to San Francisco regularly. We get one half a block further, and there he is. We stop, we chat, we do the same, awkward bullshit. Then my friend and I continue on, marveling at the workings of the universe.