I got my haircut yesterday by my mom’s stylist. I thought he might know someone I used to work with when I was a teen. After I got my towel and cape on, I asked him if he knew my former coworker by name.
He looked at me in shock and disbelief as he called out to his only other client in the salon. He had me repeat my question to her as both of their jaws dropped and eyebrows raised. Yes, not only did they both know him quite well, but they’d just been talking about him before I arrived.
Do you make sense of such coincidences by saying it’s a small world? Or maybe disregard it by saying it’s a small town? Ki to Happiness sees a small separation between people who are truly connected.