You know that saying "The world is a small place?" or however it goes?
Physically we all know it isn't but somehow, and I'm not quite sure how, it just feels like a smaller place.
It's not only because of the internet and telephones (although they do really help) but because I feel like no matter where you are you run into people that you know.
Anyways, I was walking home from the doctor's office on Monday night during the rain (by the way, sick + rain = miserable.)
As I was walking, I hear someone call my name. "Jay?"
I stop and wait for the person to come over assuming that it's probably someone from work but then as the person gets closer I realize that this guy is actually an old friend of mine from the Caribbean.
It's kinda odd how I ran into him randomly on the street in a city of 7 million+ people yet I hadn't run into him in years on an island in the Caribbean with less than 500,000 inhabitants while I was still living there a few years ago.
I was still in a pretty bad mood (remember sick + rain = miserable!) but I took his number and I promised him we'd do lunch or dinner and I'd explain to him exactly how I happened to be in London since last he had heard I was roaming around somewhere in the US.
It's kind of akin to that friend you have on your IM list, but even though you're both online, you never message one another and then randomly out of the blue, you get an IM from that person.
People pop back into your life at the most random times and in the most random places.
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