So near, so near all the time, for far too long...
But yet so far.
And now, far away, far away, so far away
But yet so near.
That is what we skeptics call "story of our lives". Some believers may refer to it as "irony", "destiny" and other such similar terms. I could call it coincidence, but it just takes away that hint of the mystic which I would prefer to have at least for future story-telling rights on the blog, one way or the other.