The Path of Coincidence

The world spins with more grace than usual this morning. The stars and planets are aligned such that the gravitational pull from the center of the universe is perfectly counterbalanced by the gravitational pull from the center of the galaxy. The weight on my shoulders seems lighter than usual, or at least less cumbersome. There is a haze of coincidence in the air. I must be in Paris.


Look at our planet:

Then look at the people flying:


Then go read Martin's awesome writeup about winning the FRIGGIN JERSEY.