Bea-Clips

A few years ago I spent a whole night desperately looking for a paper clip… such a surreal dream. The morning after, whilst waiting for the bus, I looked down and there it was, between my feet: the same clip I had been looking for. Since then, I find one every single day. I don’t know what they want from me, or who sends them, but I think I’m going to start picking them up, just in case…