I have this picture of myself that was taken around sunrise my last morning in Mexico.  I just recently “found” it while I was restoring a crashed computer; I don’t think I’d ever seen it before so it’s a timely reminder from The Universe.  In it, I look more than happy.  In it, I look like I’ve found everything I’ve ever been searching for.  Now, two-and-a-half months later, I’m almost in a rage.  I’ve lost it.  This was all predicted by my close friend.  Such wisdom.