Meant to be

I have the tendency to always want to attach a hidden meaning to people, places and events. I dig deeper and deeper only to discover that the shallow surface was all that existed in the first place and then I find myself overly disappointed. This isn't exactly the case presently. Sometimes things happen and they occur just to give you the laugh you didn't fully realize you needed. It's like fate steps in to help you when you're stuck, so that when you remember you're still in the same place you started, you accept the burden with a lighter heart. Anyway, I just wonder about all of those moments. The random times the unexpected knocks on your door and you wish it would stay longer. It seems like wishing for it makes it less likely to happen, which I know is silly but I always feel that way...I don't know...I'm rambling...I just wonder if the random moments are catalysts that are only understood later on or if they just exist to give you an extra boost? Usually I think "whatever will be will be" but sometimes, deep down, I wish I could just know what was meant to be.