Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two
of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends,
or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work,
whether you understand one another or you’re in love or
you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout
your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and
they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me
believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it
definitely makes me believe in something.