Multiple encounters were met between the two sets of corridors, parallel conversations making their way through the walls, beneath the Earth's surface....

In one corridor;
"I rated those too harshly. I was, you know.... out of my mind then."
"Oh yeah, I couldn't bear to release mine either!"


In another;
"Your report. Is it coming?"
"Well, uh.....sort of, I'd say...."
"Don't look at me so sheepishly, just tell me..."


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I was driving down the left of a three-lane road. The middle lane was a bypass.
It was surely a thrilling nightmare.
I cranked up my seat lever about 6 times before my face could peer out of the dashboard. I didn't remember anything I'd learned in driving school. Cars were zooming by, one actually confronting me from head first----seconds later, I barely managed to swerve two lanes to the right. I'm not doing anything right....   

Some moments later, all is good. I'm on top of everything; my hand is steady, my gaze is held. The car chaos never learns to cease, but it's okay.

Nothing much had changed.
It was just me.


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My teacher, back two years.
Whatever I said, he averted it.