I did happen to overhear the following conversation during my visit to The Phillips Collection, and I thought it rife with spiritual ambiguity.
"Oh, no, that's Daniella. She's the tall one. Poor Emily's so short for her age. We all have our fingers cross that Someone upstairs will change that this year. I mean, it ought to be her turn after all. But, whatever, she has such a good attitude about it."
Where would one begin to unpack all that is present in this innocent reflection? What the hell does she believe in? Luck? God? Karma? Fate? Dame Fortuna? All of the above?!
I loved it.
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