2020. január 30.

on Providence

Last night on my walk home
I was lamenting my dire financial state
when suddenly I came to a halt
by a box of long French bread loafs on the pavement.
At first I walked on
with the instinctive ”there are people needing this more than me”
but a few seconds later I turned back
and took one of the twenty-ish pieces
fully convinced that it was indeed there for me.

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