Things come together, eventually.
We search for the complimentary piece, the one with the same size or color or shape. We'll know it when we see it, or at least we hope we will.
The moment when it all make sense. When the picture becomes clear. When we finally understand.
And then, after a time, we step back and look.
What seem like hundreds of disconnected pieces, separate in their own way, eventually come together to form a life.
