Tag: Met

As July ends, it is time to reflect on the strangers I did not meet but perceived in a moment of consciousness. I entered the subway and immediately noticed you; not by your posture ut by your smell. To be frank, you stank, and when one entered the subway train, one immediately noticed you. You s...

I met an eighty-year-old man, in a hostel in Dublin, that would change my life forever. Backstory, I did something crazy. I flew to Dublin alone, on Christmas eve. Security harassed me. Why would someone want to come here alone on Christmas? I did okay. I had spent the previous two weeks explo...