ran into the barista at the grocery store

I heard a surprised "hi" from behind me in the overpriced-egg isle and turned around to see the barista who made my caffeinated beverage this morning (and most other mornings).

I responded hi, and she responded "hi small iced matcha latte"

which i found hilarious 

we see each other every day

but we don't know each other's names.

All i know of you is where you work.

All you know of me is what I order each morning.

All we know of each other is that we are shopping in the same grocery store at this moment. 

We are familiar strangers;

familiar enough to make a random appearance in each other's dreams, but estranged enough for it to hold no importance.

it's just kinda silly how life works like that.