I had 1,000 pieces to choose from.
I would put my puzzle together. I would include straight border edges.
If I couldn’t do it following instructions, I could do it my way. It didn’t matter if all 1,000 pieces were there. I was only going to use thirty-one of them. I’d make them fit.
Sometimes you have to bend rules; think outside the box; stretch boundaries; break clichés.
Sometimes you have to own the puzzle.
I owned it.
Photo source: Walk the Goats