Meant to relate this UFO/UAP story that happened to me one dark night in NYC. I was driving back from the city over the Brooklyn bridge and I get to the traffic light downtown by the courts and FEMA building and something felt really off. There was a red light at the intersection and suddenly I had a sense of dread and I could tell that I was getting tired. I hate catching the light there because people usually f'ck up if they're in the left lane but really need to go straight and it turns into a whole thing. All of a sudden something catches my eye where it shouldn't be and I see there's a brother in a suit and bow tie walking between the cars towards me swiftly as he closes on me I can see he's holding something in each hand. The brother gets closer and closer and I can finally make out what he's holding in his left hand there is bean pie and in the right an unfurled newspaper with a picture of a flying saucer as the cover story. I promised myself I would share it here if I ever had the opportunity and remembered. I think this was a couple years back now but I'm happy that I remembered.
Got folk in an office (I'm working on the opposite side of the world right now) looking at me funny wondering wtf I'm laughing with tears almost coming out of the corner of my eyes and there is absolutely nothing I can reply that will make sense.