Personified Relativity

What amazes me about being at a theme park is when you are in line with a person or persons, but you may never speak with them.

Randoms,

Vagrant

Nobody’s

Inside of

Your enchanting

Centripetal world.

Glances are exchanged,

Maybe,

Quite possibly,

But no words are ever spoken.

Hours later, long after you lived the ride, you loved the ride, you considered going on again thrice ride, you then encounter that same person or persons in another ride line.

The possibility of another encounter?

I’m no mathematician, but I feel like that’s simple math.


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