My Coffee Mug Was Ahead of Me
I set my mug on the desk, went to fetch the kettle, and found the mug already waiting by the stove — still warm from my hands, in a kitchen nobody else had entered.
Mysterious Photos, Told by the People Who Took Them — Page 28
The Jogger Who Passed Me Twice
On an empty riverside path a woman in a red windbreaker overtook me, and ninety seconds later she overtook me again from behind, identical down to the untied lace.
