Yesterday, something completely amazing happened to me. The night before, I couldn’t go to sleep for hours, so I couldn’t get up in the morning. When I finally managed to, I was so tired that the process of getting ready took ridiculously long. At the tram station, I missed my tram (I literally touched it when it got away…). So I ended up taking a subway that was 2 hours later than the one I would have normally taken. When I arrived at my workplace stop, I saw somebody leaving the same train right in front of me. Someone I knew, I really like, and I hadn’t expected here since he lives hundreds of kilometres away. Turns out he was on holiday in Vienna!
I was raised to believe that there are no coincidences, that everything happens for a reason, etc. Some of you might have realized through earlier posts or just by knowing me well that I am not very fond of these “spiritual” attitudes anymore. It is basically something I hope to have overcome. But when something truly amazing happens, there is always the danger of falling back into old habits. (Not even to speak of the incident when I was completely broke and found 10 Euros in the street…)