the coriolis effect

I played the staring game in the reading room today, with someone who resembled an old friend. It was pretty much one sided- an idle diversion from "Repression and Reconstruction of a Culture" - until we were walking down an empty street to the Metro together. I didn't have anything to say, he didn't say anything, we boarded different cars and that was that. I remembered later I'd made the original friend by approaching a stranger in a train station (but with good reason).
There is always Dinesen to blame...
"The explanation was that to them only possibilities had any interest; realities carried no weight. They had themselves had all possibilities in hand, and never given them away in order to make a definite choice and come down to a limited reality"
- "Supper at Elsinore"