sometimes you just find people, or maybe you find just one person. something happens and you click, there is a connection. it seems so random- you go one way, the class goes another, except for two people. and you can’t help but talk and interact- you’re forced to do so.
i was forced to. and i was glad i did.
and then on a bus you sit behind two people, and before you know it you are walking under the hot australian sun looking for houses to rent with them. and you think these people may become friends for life.
a friend of mine would call this meaning. she would say it happens for “a reason.” i would say it’s a coincidence. an amazing coincidence. and that’s why life is amazing. and that’s why i appreciate it every single day.
and other times you can’t help but notice that the stove top is covered in grease, again. dirty dishes are placed on top of clean ones. you think, “what did i do to deserve this?” and i would tell you, “nothing. it just happened. you’re going through your life just as much as they are. i don’t like it anymore than you. but i just deal because unlike the the things worth fighting for these have no meaning.”
and perhaps you would say, “but you said there is no meaning, just coincidence.”
i would just smile and say, “maybe i’m wrong. i’m wrong a lot.”