i ran into tom this afternoon.
i either hadn’t seen him in more than a week, or it was too short for me to remember.
there was a 30-second-overlap in spacetime: he had to catch his bus, i just got off mine and was walking home. we had a short “conversation” while walking in opposite directions, which lasted until we were so distant that talking loudly became shouting.
it seems sad, considering that we’re brothers and live nextdoor…
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