I started running into this 60 year old man everywhere I went. It wasn’t just at the same place, or at the same time on the same day...it was random places at random times. And he wasn’t stalking me - he’d already be there, then I’d show up. So if anything, I was stalking him (but I wasn’t, I swear).
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Easter used to be my favorite day of the year. But somewhere along the lines, the magic of the special day lost its luster. The impossibility of the miracle became commonplace, and my awe disappeared.