I've been thinking back to times long past, and how small things can completely alter the pace of life.
In a bar back while I was in the army. I met a waitress who was astounded that I too was from Pennsylvania. Having been stuck in Podunk pa up until that point, this pretty girl intrigued me. We talked for quite a bit, and I explained where I was from. She had no idea where I was talking about. She then explained that she was from Wilkes barre Scranton area, and my pace was set. Sure, I just met this girl, but my path was forever altered. One comment. One intriguing girl. And I was stuck. I knew nothing of this place, no one there. But I still felt compelled to explore that locale. Things could have been so different had she been from elsewhere. But, now here I am.
Funny how chance encounters can fundamentally alter the path in front of you.
