Timing is the part nobody can rehearse. You can prepare, apply, ask, wait — and the thing still arrives on a Tuesday you weren't watching for.
A friend spent eight months applying for one specific job. The offer she took came from a conversation at someone's birthday party, with a person she almost didn't talk to. She'd have called those eight months wasted. They weren't. They were what made her sound, at a party, like someone worth hiring.
What arrives on time usually arrives to someone already in motion. The waiting isn't idle. It's the stretch where you become the person the thing can find.