You know how it is when you are looking for something and you cannot seem to find it no matter how hard you try and then you stop looking for it and it suddenly appears?
Maybe it is an object you lost.
Maybe it is a social thing, like a new beau.
Maybe it is a word on the tip of your tongue.
Or a song you are trying to recall.
You turn around and see it, whatever it is. You are in the shower and suddenly the fragment becomes whole. You sit in a cafe and a stranger asks if you have a piece of paper to spare.
When we are no longer looking, it seems we find what we are looking for.
Or maybe it is just me.
Oh! Butterflies!
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