What I was looking for showed up before I even knew I was looking for it. A good thing, because if I’d known it was there, I would have found it wanting to be found, of course.
But we all have to wonder whether the various locations, never needing sought, might exist in the yesters or the morrows imagined before conceived?
Logic, being forthright in this assemblage, belongs sideways with reason, during the minutes required, and leave seconds alone. Last time you were there, you forgot it showed up, and looked again in vane, so you of all people are aware.
I’ll close with the back side of my thought, lest it land on my shoulder, which is obvious. If it is going to be found, better it not catch the looking.
So there it is,