Day 1864, chance. When two strangers meet each other across the street ~ a world of possibilities implodes dispersing into nothing ~ we all carry with us a thousand different futures ~ don’t get attached to much to the one you live now ~ you might someday meet someone on your side of the streetShare this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (Address never made public) Name Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.