Believe what you want to believe

Does it matter what others believe? Or what you used to believe?

I’ll make this quick.

In the photo above is a piece of a phone holder (sort of a selfie stick) I lost in December.

It was in the forest and when I realized I had lost it I had already walked a good 10 minutes. I did walk back at the time and looked for it, but it was getting dark and couldn’t find it.

It wasn’t that important.

But I did want to find it. Without that piece, the camera holder didn’t work.

The next morning, I scoured the steps I thought I probably took. No luck.

Yesterday, probably about a month later, I found it.

I thought about it occasionally over the past few weeks, but not too much. Certainly not during the holiday when we were even here anyway. But when we returned I thought it might be fun (and funny) to find.

But again, I didn’t try to hard. Or care too much.

Then I found it.

Let’s go over those steps again.

1. I lost something.
2. I searched for it.
3. I gave up temporarily.
4. I didn’t forget it.
5. I thought about how it would be nice to find it again.
6. I searched hard.
7. I forgot about it.
8. I didn’t completely forget about it.
9. I found it.

I love math. Rational, logical, and beautiful. I’m also a creative writer. I like both structure and freedom.

I appreciate science yet am fascinated by magic.

How did I find my lost piece?

1. Science
2. Magic

I think it was a bit of both.

Believe what you want to believe.