nothing happened. nothing happened at all. i’m trying to recall the last moment when something happened, but i think i have to rewind to 24 hours ago when i sat next to you at a theater for the first time in over a year.
but last night was a different performance from the 1 last year. and since then, we’ve barely exchanged more than a word or 2. although i think we both enter each other’s minds. i guess that is what brought us together again. i guess.
and then i think of everything that has happened since the last time we sat next to each other, and to be honest, i cannot think of a single thing. the more i reflect upon it, the more i am convinced that nothing has happened. which makes it easy for us to pick up right where we left off.
it’s funny though. your children said that they remembered meeting me. and neither of us could recall how that could have happened. it’s not even possible. although i know that i met your children in a dream. or maybe it was on Facebook. who can tell anymore?