Dropping some eaves

I took a particularly long bus trip recently, and in the row diagonally across from mine two strangers engaged in a very candid conversation.  I have no idea how their conversation started-- probably sometime during the wait in line for the delayed bus-- but the bulk of it was had on the bus.  One was a mother of two in her 50s, the other a 20-year-old man.  They were the only ones talking in the bus, so it wasn't difficult to hear what they said.

And what they had to say!  I basically learned both of their life stories, a SparkNotes version, if you will.  The mother was visiting one of her sons, who was determined to see three shows with her that weekend.  I didn't catch her career, but her work paid for her to have an iPad (gorgeous, wonderful piece of equipment, that), which she brought with her for the trip.  In addition to that also owned an iPhone, a Kindle and a laptop.  She had some kind of connection with someone who worked in the theatre industry, which was fortuitous for the young man sitting next to her.  He had written a musical adaptation of a famous children's book and was in the midst of casting actors and entering the production for a theatre festival.  They exchanged personal information and while on the bus (thank you, technology) they Friended each other on Facebook so that they could continue communication after the bus ride was over.  Of all places...it really is a marvel, the randomness of life and the people you meet, whether purposefully or unintentionally, whether you've know them for 10 years or 10 minutes.