morbidness
Last night while I was going to sleep I realised that I drove past A’s boss’s house, but about an hour and a half after he died. It’s a bit of a zig-zag I take, going from FDC to uni, necessitated by a river cutting off some roads. Already, along that route I drove past the site of a pedestrian accident where an 18 year old had died after being hit by a bus. There is a memorial of fake flowers and banners on a fence near where it happened.
I said I’m not superstitious, but this is an odd coincidence.
