Mark this day.
Last night, I met my soulmate.
I sat down next to him in an empty train wagon. We talked the entire length of the journey, bared our souls, both flush with excitement that two minds can think so much alike.
A cosmic coincidence? A wink from the universe, telling me my worldview is not so outlandish, not so cynical, not so deterministic or alienated or sociopathic as I always feared it might be?
I sat down next to him in an empty train wagon. We talked the entire length of the journey, bared our souls, both flush with excitement that two minds can think so much alike.
A cosmic coincidence? A wink from the universe, telling me my worldview is not so outlandish, not so cynical, not so deterministic or alienated or sociopathic as I always feared it might be?