There are those people, you know the ones, people you’ve known maybe for years, that you might not see regularly now, or you run into serendipitously, at the grocery store, in the hallway at work. And they have no idea—would be shocked in fact—but inadvertently, just by being themselves, they number among the architects and engineers of your world. Because there is something about their sensibility you resonate with. Not just their intelligence, their wit, their achievements, or any of the things you admire about the people you admire. You’re simpatico, is one way I’ve heard it described; you’re in sync, others would say.