I really don’t feel like going on about my cousin, it’s best to forget about stuff like that.

Well, today was a sort of uneventful day. I ran a few miles today, which was nice. It was the most exercise I got since I arrived back from my cousin’s place.

Oh, another thing that makes me happy is really crazy coincidences. It’s not like they’re meant to happen, and they just do.

I don’t believe in fate, I believe in luck when it’s fitting.

Anyhow, today’s coincidence happened when I was already finished running about 3/4 of the way done and all of the sudden this red Pontiac GT honks it’s horn and pulls up to me.

My first thought was some rednecks pulled up to fuck with me. But no, it’s my Dad’s really cool friend, sitting in the driver’s seat. This guy is super smart and he’s pretty cool. He’s a young guy, I think he’s in his mid-thirties.

So we small talk until we get to the end of my driveway, and i get out there and thank him.

It kinda made my day, that coincidence gone well. Now here’s one gone bad.

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