Lately, my mornings have aligned.
I reach the tram stop just as one arrives.
I've never checked the timetable.
I haven't needed to.
The trams are frequent but it still feels like synchronicity.
This morning didn't seem so aligned.
I watched as the tram pulled away.
Oh well. Can't always align.
I kept walking at my usual pace.
A missed tram only sours the day if I let it.
Then I noticed another right behind it.
We reached the stop at the same time.
I caught myself grinning at the universe's joke.
The first tram was the setup.
The punchline was a minute behind.
