the mystery of moving furniture
stolen from c.
it’s like when you find that perfect couch for your apartment but it won’t fit through your door (or your window, for that matter). you really, really want this couch, but can’t do anything about the impossibility of fitting it into your space. and instead of getting a smaller couch to suit your needs, you leave a big empty space in the middle of your flat for where it should be.
and then you wait, and keep waiting, until more pieces of the puzzle fall from the sky and all scientific laws are defied and it finally, finally, finally fits into the space where you know it belongs.