Being a superstitious sort of genius and guided by the gods of old I place great stock in the value of certain possessions. This is not monetary, it is the links these objects have.
Should one be lost I take this as a sign – even an omen.
One such object which had been with me for a very long time indeed was lost.
I believe I knew where I lost it: somewhere it could never be retrieved.
Yet, emptying a little box of treasures I subsequently returned the contents. When I closed the lid it fell onto the table.
I could have put it there and forgot but it seems to have miraculously reappeared.
This, some say, is how the ancient gods choose to deliver a message