And will it fit?

If it has to, it will...

As it has done everything that should have a hole in your life and if not, it has to remain in a memory.

It is the magic of life, that reserves for you and puts at your fingertips what is there for you, while what does not suit what you are looking for and really need -which on too many occasions does not correspond to what you want- ends up disappearing. 

You insist that as the days go by the puzzle of your life is being put together: piece by piece, person by person, job by job, city by city, word by word, moment by moment...

And what a wonder when everything fits together 

without 

forcing.