Everyone experiences coincidences. Some people believe they’re messages from God. Others perceive them as manifestations of the deceased, the supernatural, or a stray bit of multiverse. I figure that humans — and every other thing — are molecules in a galaxy-sized mosh pit, subject to infinitely random collisions.

I’ve experienced my own share of truly bizarre coincidences, and I’m not talking about the time you finished a miniseries starring Nicole Kidman, and the next thing your streaming service recommended was … another Nicole Kidman miniseries. That’s not coincidence; that’s algorithm — paired with Kidman’s fierce determination not to turn 60 without a fight.

I’m talking about the kinds of collisions that really mess with your head. For example:

• A few months ago I watched the 202

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