Early this morning, during sets at the squat machine in the gym, I looked up and found myself staring at an old friend. The last time I saw him was seven years ago, at the gym in the University of Melbourne. He looked the same, minus his trademark dread locks.
I found out that he's married now and has a son. He is in Sydney for two days for a product launch through work. Right, I remembered his interest in promotions and marketing from my Economics electives at Uni. It was a pleasant surprise, randomly bumping into him out of the blue.
Anyone else could be excused for putting it down to randomness, but this happens to me on a regular basis. So often, that it can't be random. Consider for instance: of all the gin joints..., I mean, hotels, in Sydney - my friend had to stay at the Hilton and work out early on a Saturday morning at my gym. This is the first time ever that I've been at the gym on a Saturday morning for a work out. The timing of it all and just the... 'randomness,' makes me wonder. I've met people in the most bizarre places, under extraordinary circumstances. Heck, my whole life is a series of random coincidences, then.
I highly doubt that to be the case.
Anyway, back to my friend from this morning. We started chatting about what we're both doing now and he was surprised to hear I was studying theology. It got me thinking on the long jog back home - am I really passionate about what I'm doing now? Not what's in the future, years away, but right now. The answer is yes. But, there are things in my heart that have been pushed aside temporarily that need to be addressed. For instance, I love making videos. I'd really like to write for a magazine again. I've been wanting to learn how to play the trumpet and take language classes.
There are a list of goals I've drawn up for this year. I'm being purposeful and focused. Will I be able to cross them off by the end of the year? Even the most ridiculous ones, which I would be loath to mention on a public blog? I'm sure, somehow, through 'random' events, it will happen.
All things seemingly random work to the rythm of a common purpose. I've stopped believing that things just happen randomly. No, I am not fooled by randomness.
