Coincidence?

A very strange thing happened last week that I forgot to write about.

April sent me a part of a script for our TV show (yes, we're still writing it, yet another version) and she had a character called Max who worked in exactly the same suburb that Max (the real one) lived in. How freaky is that? For a moment I thought she knew about him.

Sometimes I want to tell her about him but I never do. Probably because I don't see the point if he's not a part of my life anymore. That part of my past should stay in the past.

It was just weird seeing her write about an imaginary character like him. I get too paranoid about anything to do with him.