I missed my flight, but life happens, so I booked the next one and tried to stay calm.

I missed my train and lost my notes, but shit happens.

While hiking, we happened upon an abandoned cabin hidden in the woods.

She happens upon a hidden garden behind the old library every spring.

I happen upon an old bookstore tucked between two cafés and spend the afternoon browsing its dusty shelves.

While browsing the antique shop, I happen across a handwritten letter from the 1800s.

It's surprising how often good opportunities seem to happen along when you least expect them.

We double-checked every detail, but accidents will happen, so we set aside extra time for contingencies.

When you travel, these things happen, and you just have to go with the flow.

She happens across an old letter tucked inside a book and spends the afternoon unraveling its story.