A while back I was looking for the scissors.
I never found them.
A few days later I was looking for the Scotch tape.
Couldn't find it, but I did finally find the scissors.
Some time after that I was looking for a pair of pliers.
Yes, no pliers but found the previously missing scissors.
Over the following days I looked for a ruler but instead found the pliers.
I looked for a book but only found the ruler.
I was looking for a hobby when I found the book.
I looked for a friend but then found my hobby.
I looked for love but only found a friend.
And when I was looking for the temerity to be able to spend the near future lost and alone,
I finally found love.
I want to write about it,
But I can't find a pen....