the magic number
Math has never been my strong suit, but I do love numbers individually when they don’t require addition or subtraction or complex calculations. When they can just be what they are and not change.
When I learned them in school I gave them all personalities. 4 was the peacemaker. 6 had an attitude problem.
3 was always my favorite.
Partially because of the shape, the way it looks like a backwards E, but mostly for the things it evokes.
Trios of bears and little pigs and Shakespearean witches.
Third-time charms and trilogies and trinities and past, present, future.
It is the magic number, after all.
About flax-golden tales. Photo by Carey Farrell. Text by Erin Morgenstern.