You know when you feel like a particular thing, a particular kind of story, and you search for it desperately, you look high and low and right and left for it and end up encountering something completely different from what you wanted but that you can't help but loving all the same, maybe even all the more, because of how unexpected it was, how incidental that you ended up giving it a chance?
Also posted at
http://lauand.dreamwidth.org/120364.html, if you'd rather read it there or want to enter a discussion with
comments.