*sings* It's a small world after all~
So I pull up next to the mailboxes at my apartment building and park the car at the curb when another car pulls up behind me. I get out first and am halfway to my box when the driver of the other car asks a question in the form of one word, the name of a town. I turn, and say 'yes' as I realize that he'd seen the bumper sticker on my car that declares where I bought it. Then he goes on to ask where I'm from exactly, so I tell him and it turns out he's from a town near there, his hometown being the "big" city for my hometown. What are the odds? I mean, I just moved here, moved like 2500 miles away from that city and it's vicinity less than a month ago and here is another native from my home state in my own apartment complex. Ok, so I also happen to know there's a bunch of other people from my hometown, from my high school actually and one that was even in my own graduating class living in my new state, but to randomly run into someone you don't know that's from the area you grew up in? Kinda freaky, but in a good way. I guess it kinda gives a sense of not being so far away from home after all. Meeting people from around your home area sort of reminds you that no matter where you are, home is where the heart is.