The Middle

So I was just sitting on a bench in the park of the condo, listening Jimmy Eat World, enjoying Bleed American and trying to not think about tomorrow. This lady comes out of nowhere, looks at me and asks "why so serious?" (yes she did ask that) and I told her I was just there listening music not bothering anyone. She said she thought I was sad, cause I was alone there, and when she was young she used to like being alone when feeling sad. I told her I was ok and smiled. Then she just disappeared. A few minutes later she came back (out of nowhere) again and told me, when she was my age she cried for anything: love, school, boys, problems, anything. She said crying is a good thing, makes you feel better. She asked me how old I was, 17 I said. She laughed. "At your age" she said "I was always alone, but being alone is a good thing, unlike most people say. You're free to do anything and not feel embarrassed about it. Plus, nobody bothers you if you're either writing or reading or listening music. And that loneliness, you have to enjoy it. Enjoy your life. You're only 17. And dream. Never stop dreaming. All your dreams will come true, you just have to be patience." And then she just disappeared again.

How ... weird yet amazing is that? This totally unfamiliar woman comes out of nowhere, like she just popped up or whatever, I don't know, I didn't see her until she talked to me, and tells me all this things. And right then in that moment, The Middle starts...

I cannot and do not believe in coincidences.