In a city as big as Washington, D.C., there are a lot of “first” experiences to be had. And even after two years here, I had a “first” I wasn’t expecting. I saw someone I went out with awhile back. And I never run into people around here, not like when I left Pittsburgh and saw people from my past on every freakin’ corner.

We were sitting in traffic (of course). I was in the passing lane and he was on my right, in a silver car about three feet in front of me. I saw him craning his neck to look in my car. I met his eyes, and remembered him fondly. But then his lane started moving, and he drove away. And I was stunned for a few seconds, but I smiled. He looked good. And I was just glad to be having a good hair day.

I hope he’s well. I don’t want him back, but it was interesting to see him. I missed him for a moment. I don’t know where he lives now or what he’s doing; if it were meant to be, it would have been.

I guess we just “borrow” people from the people who come and go in their lives. And I realize that I was meant for someone else (I don’t know who just yet), but I guess we were meant to cross paths today for me to understand that. Fare thee well, my friend.

On iTunes: Barbra Streisand, “Coming In & Out Of Your Life”

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