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. You meet these people through your life, out of nowhere, under the stangest of circumstances, and they help make you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, but it makes me believe in something.