After weeks of carefully picking the right date, the right price, and the right people to go with, Shari and I finally purchased tickets to see Rent with Broadway in Chicago.
We’re seeing it on a Sunday in April.
We were randomly assigned seats:
Row R, seats 101-102.
It’s great because I’m in room 101, and Shari’s in room 102. And “R” could stand for “room.”
Shari thinks it’s fate. I think it’s a large coincidence. Discuss.