I looked up at the window to the right of my desk, and was shocked to a whole string of figurines and symbols and art pieces. I never noticed it before, I yelled out to thank Maria  and she came in looking bewildered.

“I put those up weeks ago,” she said, laughing. “I can’t believe you didn’t see them.” But when, when she thought about it, she wasn’t surprised. When I go into my study, I have something in my mind to write, and it’s true, I don’t see or hear anything. I like this gallery offering, though. I think they all came from my desk, I notice they are not there any longer.