It fell back into my lap. The evidence pointed in one direction. The push and the pull shoved into my face. In that sudden slap of awareness I realised that the answers will not arrive addressed to you c/o something recognisable. Evidently the universe is not a short order cook.
And then the waters receeded. I walked along the banks where the river had flowed. Realised that it is our choice whether to tread water or swim.