Years ago, we were launched out into the world, each on a different trajectory. Encountering you again all these years later, I could never have imagined what would become of you. And you encountering me: I suppose you’re a bit perplexed too. It’s almost as if we have swapped places. I was flung out in one direction, and you in another completely. Your lifestyle now looks like my upbringing; mine, I suppose, looks a bit like yours. How could this have happened? What strange decisions we must each have made, way back through the decades. Yes, it is truly perplexing.