So a few years ago I ended up talking about house sizes and discussed how English houses are about space management while American houses seem wasteful. Apparently an argument broke out at the time (which may or may not have been caused by me, I can get somewhat stubborn). Later on, a stranger asked me "Did anyone ever tell you you live in a shoebox?". Now, at this point I'd forgotten about the entire thing, but this guy somehow remembered and he basically wanted to close the discussion from the past (not in a "I was right!" way but more like "Weren't you the guy from back then?"). Since then, we randomly run into eachother now and again, with him opening with "Did anyone ever tell you you live in a shoebox?"

It's honestly kinda amusing that this came from a stray discussion (especially given I was no doubt stubborn in it, cos I can be a bit of a bulldog in arguments). We greet eachother and basically accept that we will, at some point, cross paths again, so I somehow ended up sharing an inside joke with a stranger. :P

So both my boyfriend and dad are introverts, most of their conversations only last a few sentences and they’re usually in passing. Well recently, my dad started recording all the re-airings of the falcons football games we can’t get on game day due to where we live. No one even asked him to, he just did it bc he knows my boyfriend is a huge falcons fan. I think it’s really sweet tbh. Idk I just wanted to share that with Reddit, thanks y’all.

I came home, found Mr. Whiskers perched like an ancient philosopher, just staring at absolutely nothing. No bugs, no shadows, just the abyss. So I sat next to him. Stared at the same spot. Ten minutes passed. I have no answers, but I feel like we shared an important moment. Am I enlightened? Is he plotting something? Or did we just get each other on a deeper level?