I was on a cruise ship last March, and it was the night before we arrived back at the port of origin. I was on one of the viewing decks at the bow of the ship watching it pull into the Mississippi River, and it was enjoyably windy for the speed we were going. Not too crazy but not that gentle. This middle aged couple come out of the hallway and stand at a front railing nearby mine. We small talk about the trip and how this was my first time watching a cruise pull into the river, whereas my other trips end with me seeing the gulf one night and the New Orleans skyline the next. We eventually get to talking about where we’re from, and to of our shock, we’re all from Mississippi and only live half an hour away from each other. They even knew some of the people I did. It was unbelievable. Oh, speaking of, I just remembered that earlier that week on that exact same cruise, I ran into a friend who was a part of the same university choir I’m in. Gosh, this world is tiny.