On Saturday, after I got back from my sisters, I went to Half Priced Books in the District with NESF. We took the bus there and bummed about the store for a while. As we were leaving we just barely missed a bus. Instead of just waiting for the next we decided to walk for a while. We crossed I-5 and started the trek through Wallingford. It was a great winter day that seemed more like spring. As we closed in on the old Hollywood video a strange encounter fell upon us. With out any warning a man appeared behind us, as if he had just materialized there. He was a short man, wearing a black leather coat with a waist band and a black hat. As he moved forward he decided to pass right between us, his gaze constantly focused on me. For some time he stared directly at me. I felt vulnerable like he was about to attack me when he spoke, "Sorry, you look like someone I haven't seen in a very long time." "Oh," was all I could think to say. As he sped off ahead of us I could still see his eyes staring at me. Neither myself nor NESF could figure it out at first and then it came to us. Time Traveler. We were encountered by a man taught free of the future. I'm still not sure what his mission was, but I think it was very clear that he was supposed to initiate that interaction. It was so nice outside that we continued walking all the way back to Ballard.Monday, January 11, 2010
But logic broke...
On Saturday, after I got back from my sisters, I went to Half Priced Books in the District with NESF. We took the bus there and bummed about the store for a while. As we were leaving we just barely missed a bus. Instead of just waiting for the next we decided to walk for a while. We crossed I-5 and started the trek through Wallingford. It was a great winter day that seemed more like spring. As we closed in on the old Hollywood video a strange encounter fell upon us. With out any warning a man appeared behind us, as if he had just materialized there. He was a short man, wearing a black leather coat with a waist band and a black hat. As he moved forward he decided to pass right between us, his gaze constantly focused on me. For some time he stared directly at me. I felt vulnerable like he was about to attack me when he spoke, "Sorry, you look like someone I haven't seen in a very long time." "Oh," was all I could think to say. As he sped off ahead of us I could still see his eyes staring at me. Neither myself nor NESF could figure it out at first and then it came to us. Time Traveler. We were encountered by a man taught free of the future. I'm still not sure what his mission was, but I think it was very clear that he was supposed to initiate that interaction. It was so nice outside that we continued walking all the way back to Ballard.
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