Levers and Pulleys

I have been thinking about coincidences. And not in the theological sense, where questions as to how an all-knowing deity could allow us room for things such as coincidence and free will, questions that are unanswerable and at a level almost blasphemous to be asking in an (online journal)--although that might have been something of a spark.

What I am thinking of is how our bodies move. We awake, we lift ourselves up and set ourselves off to spin, swirling around one another throughout our every day. We might choose obliviousness to some and attend others. But what is this choice; or, is it choice?

There has been an instance several years ago where I sat in the same room as another, probably even whisked directly past each other, but was entirely unaware of that person. But only at that time, for that whisking, that swirling, eventually spins you right back through a pair of doors to a position where, odd--you do interact.

There is this dance we play out during the day with others, and it might be best to welcome them to your dance floor, rather than stiffen at their stepping on your toes.