I lead a life heavily influenced by luck and coincidence.

We run to the BART train to get back to work after a meeting and just as the train is taking off, two girls get on and sit in the seat behind us. Halfway through our conversation, Greg still doesn’t believe I’m talking to my niece from Boise.

It’s a quick conversation as we’re only going one stop and I’ll probably not see her again for several years. Amber, if you’re reading this you should send Mark a letter.