It was just an odd computer glitch. Something with a reasonable explanation. It has to be. But I’ve sat here for the last hour or so looking at a photo I didn’t intend to find tonight. And it pushed some unexpected emotional buttons.
I wanted to find a photo on my MacBook from about 20 years ago, so I typed in a file-name search. Instead of things related to what I was looking for, the system turned up five photos that were completely unrelated to that. At the top of the list was a photo from seven years ago. I didn’t open it.
Then I worded the search an entirely different way. It gave me a handful of files again. At the top was the same photo which had been at the top of the search before. I felt mesmerized by the weirdness of what I was seeing, so I opened the file, even though I knew what it would be.
There were two faces. One was my face. The other face was that of a beautiful woman who I used to know.

Counting on the status quo? Do you have a plan in case things collapse?
I don’t really hate you, honest; I’m just afraid you may hurt me
Each unexpected death forces me to confront limits of my own life
Tradeoffs about values leave me feeling like ‘double-minded man’
Until I can have the family I need, I’ll spend my Thanksgiving alone
Worshiping the ‘lesser evil’ will always allow evil to rule over you
FRIDAY FUNNIES
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