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I've always felt that mosaic is a metaphor for life. Sometimes you have to rearrange pieces to fit. Sometimes the true problem piece is not the one you are trying to fit at the time, but the problematic piece is a few pieces back, and if you fix that one, everything falls into place. Sometimes you have to rip everything up and start all over. Sometimes as if by magic, the perfect piece appears. Sometimes you search forever for the right piece. Sometimes the beauty is in the perfections, sometimes it is in the imperfections.
And this mosaic, made of pieces making up the pieces, is a great reminder of that metaphor.