So you have this dense bit of matter that contains all of existence and suddenly it gets blown to bits, and the pieces fly off into the unknown, scattered and drifting ever further apart...
Then, very very slowly, some pieces drift make together and reform, forming a tiny nucleus made up of just the essential elements - no more dross.
That is the metaphor for my life.
And just recently, a few of my atoms have drifted back, while others continue to speed away, now light years gone.
As the core coalesces, I welcome back my long-lost friend, my dear Jennifer, who was returned to me via a tiny scrap of orange paper this afternoon.
What an odd universe, indeed.
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