Eight million people corral themselves through this city every day.
We ride the subways with dozens of strangers in the same car.
So much potential in a stranger.
And it has to be the right stranger.
Sometimes I put off writing about certain experiences, just because I’m afraid it’ll jinx me.
Maybe I’m a little superstitious that way.
Like I actually believe in coincidences.
I believe in opportunity, though.
I can promise you that.