Now and then, I have a complete blackout, and I can’t recall moments just gone at all.

Mentioning this to my wife just now, she said, “Are you living in the matrix?”

“Sometimes I think I am,” I replied. “When I consider all the coincidences.”

“Yes, me too,” she nodded. Life is much too weird to make sense of.


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