Last night I went out with a friend who is newly single. Discussing what the future may hold, she proposed a toast: to the possibilities. This morning, I sat silently contemplating holidays. What to do this year, I thought. Maybe something involving volunteering; that’s always appealed. Or perhaps a trip to somewhere in Scandinavia; that’s always been an ambition too. Half an hour later, I’m passed a leaflet by someone who was totally unaware of my musings. What was in the leaflet? A promotion for a working holiday in Sweden. The universe works in mysterious ways; you just have to be open to the possibilities.