We discovered that it’s a power of 3. Sometimes with one less.
And I am still a time-keeper. And this time the simulation was accepted. Interesting. π€
And I also know exactly what I am looking for. I just have to figure out how to find it.
Solved.
So… 5th grade.. wow.
Wait. I was in a trip to Bucharest in 5th grade, at the Zoo, my first time with the metro. I don’t remember anything about the Zoo, but I remember that one guy bought himself a yoghurt with fruits and we all tried it and we hated it.
And I was fascinated by the fact that you can travel with the metro as much as you want, you only pay one time when you get in.
And in the train back, one genius girl in my class, with the same first name as me, tried to make a prank and threw my red hat on the window. π
And she even came up to 4th floor and tried to tell my mom that it was her fault, but my mom didn’t buy it. She didn’t buy absolutely anything.
Now my daughter has her first playdate with a girl from her class with the same first name as her.
Hopefully history doesn’t repeat. She doesn’t even wear a hat. Today.
We have a jealous girl situation. The other girl that came over to us, her first playdate ever, started crying.
I invited her tomorrow to our place. At least we have the motivation to clean up.
And all is happy.
Power of 3, taken by 2. β€οΈ
One is reality.
The other is salvation.
The imagination got me out.
The memory got me back in.
Because it wasn’t “stay there if things work out better for you”.
It was “stay there, I’ll guide you, things will work out better for you”.
And we came back with a hat, that the other girl’s mom borrowed us, because it was chillier after dark.
And I hope I will not catch a cold because I was walking outside all afternoon after having shower and washing my hair in lunch break.
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