A Chance Encounter

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I must admit when WordPress began adding the “related posts” at the bottom I wasn’t too keen on it. But one of my recent posts brought me back to this one that I had long since forgotten. It made me misty reading it again. It seems to be a fitting post for our Canadian Thanksgiving weekend when we think of the things that are truly important and what we are most thankful for.

polysyllabic profundities

Today’s Daily Prompt was this – Open your nearest book to page 82. Take the third full sentence on the page, and work it into a post somehow. (I highlighted the sentence in question)


I loathe public transportation.  Every nuance of its existence offends me. The platforms are loud and over-crowded, the blended fragrances of the vast array of perfumes, cologne and foul body odors are noxious and people are overtly rude.  I don’t like crowds and I certainly don’t like feeling like a sheep being herded into a confined space.  I wish I had a car.

I purposely took a seat in the station far from the gathering crowd.  If I could begin my holiday with some personal space, I might have a fighting chance of surviving the journey without incident.  I buried my nose in the latest Oprah Book Club selection, The Poisonwood Bible, and tuned out…

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