Connecting the Dots of Life

Every event in our life is connected to previous events. As humans, we are unable to see the dots that connect the paths we’ve taken, presumably because we’re too busy to take a step back and look at the bigger picture.

Coincidences do not exist. Life is a cycle in which some events repeat themselves every few years. When an event has been repeated a certain number of times and you have not taken action, it will be replaced by a new event.

When was the last time you took a step back to look at your life and the path it has taken? Can you pinpoint a time you made a life changing decision?

29 March 2018, I was in China. Today, 29 March 2019, I’m writing this post. The decision to go to China wasn’t made in 2018 or 2017; it had been made in 2015, not by me, but by life itself.

The event that kept repeating itself was my attempt to enter the legal profession. When I stopped wanting to be a lawyer, life took a new path; a path of adventure.

I won’t go into detail about how my journey to become a lawyer lasted 8 years, as instead I’m going to introduce you to the three main characters of a story that changed my path:

  • Fatty. The one that owes me a Nando’s.
  • The Baker. The one that owes me cake pops.
  • Glass. The one I call my best friend.

Fatty, who was also studying law, introduced me to a well-known website renowned for producing high quality memes. This was when memes were not that popular. Nowadays, everybody wants to use a meme to express themselves.

As a way of bringing the people of the internet together, the website introduced a chat function.

Imagine being sat in a university lecture listening to somebody bark on about the intricacies of EU Law and how it impacts policy decisions in the UK. If only they could’ve predicted the future.

You’d be bored and try to find ways of passing the time. One way I passed the time was to engage in conversations with random folk across the world. One of them was The Baker.

The Baker was incredible. Possessing baking skills from another planet, they created big cakes, little cakes, cupcakes, muffins, pastry, they could do anything. As a lover of desserts, I was slightly envious of those who enjoyed these culinary delights. It was time to visit The Baker.

March 2015, 9 months after graduating, I embarked on my first adventure to Johannesburg; an amazing city. The street food was sublime. The picturesque views from the hills were astonishing. Everybody should visit Johannesburg at least once in their life. It’s also where I began practising yoga. Four years later and I still can’t touch my toes. Maybe I’m not evolved enough to touch my toes.

When I came back to the UK, I had the holiday blues. Then, a moment of magic from my brain, if I had made one friend and had a great holiday, I should make more friends in other parts of the world. I tried and tried, but to no avail. That is until Glass came along.

Glass was already on their way to the UK having applied to study the reasons as to why old people are living longer. Over the next 18 months, Glass and I became besties. It helped that they were a big fan of food, the same as I, but after their course finished, they returned back to their homeland.

Unable to adjust to home life, Glass decided to teach English in China. This was my opportunity. I had the chance to tick another country off my list and I wasn’t going to let the opportunity slip. I’d also be visiting my best friend at the same time. I had to go.

Taking a step back, I was able to map out the exact moments in time where my life changed direction. Sometimes it’s nice to see how your decisions shape your life.

To borrow a quote from a great film, the closer you look, the less you see. Look from afar and you’ll see everything.

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