I'm about to tell a story. Not a particularly involved or dramatic story but I think this is an example of an interesting thing we would call a coincidence. The kind that happen fairly often. I'm sure the events I'm about to recall for you can be explained in some sort of logical, rational manner and that would be the default choice for, probably, most of us. But!!.... even if it's possible to explain the flow of events in that way and we wind up with the label 'coincidence' stamped on it (and we feel that glow of certainty that we've explained what happened rationally, scientifically) does that really mean there can't be some aspects of this flow of events that slip through the cracks of what we normally perceive as rational or understandable?! The Story: I was out with my wife last night to see some friends playing in a local bar. It was not too busy but it was pretty loud. Eventually, the waitress made her way to us and we ordered a couple of pints. The waitress asked for a name to put on the bar tab and my wife spoke up and told the waitress her name, "Kelly". In the noise the waitress didn't hear her clearly and she repeated a name back to my wife to confirm but it was too noisy for me to hear what the waitress said. I then heard my wife say "No...it's Kelly"....and away went the waitress to get our beer. After the server left I leaned across the table and asked my wife "What did she think your name was?" and my wife replied "Stella". I kinda chuckled and that was that. Then, probably no more than 30 seconds later a guy that I know (who's doing sound for the band) sees me as he's walking by and he smiles and pulls out his phone. He says "Look what I just got!" He hands me the phone and it's a pic of an acoustic guitar...obviously an old one. I asked him "What is it?" and he replies "it's a Stella". Well, I have to admit I got a pretty good jolt of that childlike sort of excitement when the world reveals and displays things in a way that seems like close up magic. I loved it and it excited me. I told my wife, however, and she just kinda shrugged, like 'yeah, no big deal'. Well, I think it's kind of a big deal. When you think of all the little stars that had to align (a pun on Stella!) to get all those numerous events to line up it's kinda mind-blowing. Not the least of which is that I had bothered to ask my wife what the name was that the waitress thought my wife had said. Why I cared about that I don't know. If that in itself had not happened then there would be no story for me to tell. But does that mean that there would have been no coincidence?