Oneword: Connected

We are all connected… Ironically, even as the thought entered her head, she didn’t believe it. How could she possibly be connected to the stranger standing on the corner waiting for the light? She had never met him… He had never met her. They would never see one another except in that one passing moment… And yet somehow, they were supposed to be connected. So many repeated “We are all connected” but honestly she couldn’t see the string of fate that held them together. The connection may exist but was contrary, fleeting, imaginary….O