Conicidence is a weird thing.
The other day I was randomly reminiscing on days gone by and some friends I haven’t connected with in a while.
Tonight I find, wedged between the pages of a legal pad I happened to be using for notes, a letter from one of those same friends. Written over a decade ago while he was in the Peace Corps in West Africa.
This is the most nostalgic instance of late, but I’ve been trying to listen to and follow coincidence when I notice it strikes.