We create our reality: here's a small demonstration of that

It happened again! Or o I told myself. The jigsaw was complete, but like once before, the last piece didn't fit.

Or so I told myself. Actually, I'd overlooked another gap, and the final piece did fit. The missing Portofino piece will probably turn up between the sofa cushions or on the rug.

It wasn't another case of the wrong piece after all. Just my mind seeking patterns where there were none.