I strive to just enjoy that magical moment we all experience when, say, you’re thinking of an old friend and they suddenly call. The urge to see a pattern is strong, even biological, but I also find pleasure in the idea of a world of total accidents. If these coincidences are orchestrated by some supernatural force larger than the human brain, well, then they were inevitable. But if it’s truly random, if it’s the one-in-a-million shot that lands, that is, to me, more special.
