"Nothing is there that had not been understood, conceived,
experienced and recognized in the vibrating echo of memory; no experience has been too
slight, and the smallest happening unfolds like a destiny, and the destiny itself is like a
wonderful broad tapestry where every thread is inwoven by an infinitely delicate hand,
laid next to its fellow, and held and supported by a hundred others"
Rainer Maria Rilke

That's because of the way our minds work, and the stories we tell ourselves. Our stories define our lives because we are mostly incapable of accepting random chance. We are meaning machines.