Meaningful Coincidences

Any essay by Chad Schomber

Coincidences don’t explain themselves. They just arrive. Quiet. Off to the side. A little too perfect to ignore, a little too strange to believe.

They don’t beg for attention. They just sit there, like a stranger at your table who already knows how you take your coffee. No hello. No why. Just presence. That’s the unnerving part. Not the event itself, but…