Do you ever have those moments where something happens and you are so stunned by the coincidence of the moment or the timing that you have to laugh. Where you can't believe the irony of what has just occurred. Where it almost appears as if it's been scripted somewhere to play out exactly like that at that very moment. And you look around you wondering if everyone else just saw what you just saw.
Then you realize that it would make sense to no one else but you, because no one else knows why the moment is so surreal, why it's so completely bizarre and so perfectly ill-timed. So you stand there at 1 am in your soaked sneakers, look to the heavens, curse the gods, and be on your way. What else are you gonna do?