I KNEW I’D GONE THERE FOR A REASON. Of all the places I could have made my evening, there was a directional force that had drawn me to that particular corner. Be it timing or luck, swift happenstance, or perfect chance—it happened. They walked in bone-tired and swung their lives three feet away, enough for me to make room to make them friends. Vindication.

Now life feels, that it’s all happening with reason.