11.04.02 :: 11:48 am

I cannot believe the randomness of this life. Dilly, one of my closest friends in high school, got in touch with me last week after six long years.

If I had gotten that letter a few days earlier, I would have met up with her in Chicago.

I was shopping about five doors down from where she lives, apparently, unawares.

What a small world.

So, now it's back to Chicago sometime in January to meet up once more with the girl who asked a police officer issuing her a speeding ticket if he took American Express.

Sometimes. Things just keep looking up.

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