I was visiting Chicago last summer with the intention of finding an apartment. I stopped into a bookstore of ill repute and was just looking around – I wound up snaggin The Picture of Dorian Gray simply by virtue of my not having read it previously as opposed to possessing some innate inclination to getting through it. Anyway, at the time, I knew two people in the entire, sprawling town. Somehow, though, I ran into a girlfriend from high school who still lived in another state. She was there on business.
The chance of that meeting was probably pretty slim – I’m bad at math, so I won’t attempt any construction of an equation for it all. But the random happenstance stuff that we all just find odd, over time, has really defined each of us as individuals. Without those chance happenings, I know that my entire life would be different today. Read more