she is everywhere.

just for fun...

i decided...

to find an old girlfriend online. she has a myspace profile, or had one, which i've long forsaken. i don't really want to talk with her anymore. she made it pretty clear, once upon a time, that she didn't really want to talk to me either.

but one wonders, so one wanders the internet as a means of discretely catching up. if you use the same few keywords that I do, you happen upon a myspace profile of a girl living in a particular state, say, Disambiguation, on the west coast. This girl is twenty-two, the proper age, and plays in a band. Her profile header is the same. These are all coincidences, it's not the girl I am looking for.

But it might as well be. There are different versions of the same girl running around, mostly, it seems, in Disambiguation. There is, additionally, a younger model who lives about an hour from where I grew up [East Coast]. Roughly, the girl i fell in love with is reincarnated in Disambiguation and Bullnash, which is what I will call this town near my home.

There are between six and seven billion people on the planet. I wonder how many circumstances really exist, for a life to be repeated like this. I wonder how unique, if at all, my own circumstances make me? Because there are probably copies of me, and I'm probably a copy of other people, too.