Swerves

Saw the first fireflies of the year LAST NIGHT as M and I walked the hood having a jangly conversation. (Adj. 1. jangly - like the discordant ringing of nonmusical metallic objects striking together; "cowboys with jangling spurs.")

Also, yesterday, I was riding my bike home from work when a man on his bike, in front of me, in the bike lane, swerved suddenly as I was passing him on the left. I rang my bell and scared the shit out of him. Then, a few hours later, in the car, on my way to pick up M at the train station, I was driving up Iowa Street and saw the same guy, in his car, backing into a driveway in order to turn around and head down Iowa, and again he didn't see me coming, again I scared him. Both times we nearly collided. It was almost like the universe WANTED me to run into him.