What fucks me up is when I go to NYC I usually see someone I went to college with or an old friend.

8 million people and I bump into someone I know damn near every time? That’s crazy to me.

One time I was in Manhattan and coulda sworn my ex was walking in front of me. I crossed the street. Then a few years later I FB stalked her and she lived in N.C. in the traingle. I’m pretty sure if I ever go I will see her.

One other crazy coincidence. I just got in good graces with my wife and we went to Christmas in ATL. I’m looking through an Essence magazine and ole girl from college that my wife doesn’t particularly like because I was dating both at the same time was in Essence magazine as an up and coming visual artist.

I showed my brother and then tucked that shit under the couch.