A new neighbor moved in a few months ago. Our paths didn’t cross for the whole time until last night. We passed each other in the hall and both did double-takes.

Turns out that I not only know her, but she’s one of the first people I got to know in San Francisco when I moved here almost 11 years ago. We worked together for two years. I taught her (then) three year-old daughter how to do a Morrissey impression.

My birthday was last month and she Facebook-messaged me birthday greetings while she was literally yards away from me. We talked about how we should hang out soon (it’s been a few years.) We had no idea. Our freakin’ bedroom windows face each other.

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Any coincidences blowing your mind lately?