A friend of mine, that I had known for some time, came up one day with an old guitar. I don't know where he got it, I don't know how long he'd had it, but he knew about two chords on it. He proceeded to teach them to me, and then we proceeded to go crazy over music.
I lived in a studio apartment until my mid-30s. I don't have an extravagant lifestyle.
Finding the one is not just a feeling, it's an educated guess. I feel like I chose someone to share my life with who is my friend.