Many years ago I was given a gift so rare and irreplaceable I knew I could never find another.  After many mistakes I realized that to make the most of it I must look after it and treat it well.  After all, whoever gets out alive?

They (Emerson, Lennon – depends where you look) say it’s what happens when you’ve made other plans.  I have to agree after my deliverance from misdelivery when finally my parcel was redelivered to where it should have gone in the first place…and that place then caught fire!  The fortunate parcel and associated humans avoided early cremation but now it rests under a blanket of ash, awaiting its opening. I have made no other plans to open it.  I will let life deal with that.