Sometimes it’s best to leave things to fate. In Argelès we hang clothes out the windows. As I hung the sheet, a pillow case, caught in the fabric, fluttered down and landed on the electric wire. Not wanting to deal with it immediately, I went back to my writing only to be interrupted by a dock three floors down. The neighborhood child had found a way to retrieve it. Fate often resolves problems if we just leave them alone for a while.
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