Wait, your radio actually died in the mud? That's terrifying... markschmidt calls it planning for a movie, but that's a real problem that just happened to you. I'd never dive without a backup way to talk now.

Warned my couch still smells like regret.

I mean, that kind of synchronicity is wild, but it makes you wonder. I've started noticing tiny, useless patterns everywhere now, like seeing the same three numbers on license plates all day or hearing a random phrase twice in an hour from totally different sources. Idk, maybe it's just me but it starts to feel less like random noise and more like...the background code of things glitching a little. Once you see one, you can't stop seeing them, and it honestly makes the mundane feel a bit more intentional.