My old car was a barrel of monkeys. (If those monkeys all had knives and were trying to all get out of the barrel.)
It had its problems. What my dad likes to call “gremlins”. Some of the electrical stuff in my car decided to work when it felt like it. But most often, my driver side window refused to roll down.
After not being able to put on my seatbelt correctly, I bought a new car. And it has been working great. Except recently. When the driver side window decided to stop working. (Did you guess that?)
So my question is: is this a coincidence? I mean what are the odds? (I don’t know because I’m math challenged).
But it seems to me that calling it a mere coincidence takes the fun out of it. So I’m calling it a rare mistake of fate.
In life, there are reasons for things. But in your own life, there isn’t always. Don’t trouble yourself with finding meaning. Some things were just meant to be (or meant not to work.)