…I didn’t actually mean to give myself emotions about this. But I just came to the realization - from my silly previous chat post, from a twitter username pun of all things… 

I think the title of Andrew Robinson’s novel on Garak’s life, “A Stitch In Time,” is an incomplete phrase, almost a riddle. I think we’re meant to complete it. But not in the obvious sense. (This is Garak. Nothing is obvious.)

Numbers play a very important part in the book, and it almost, almost fits the title. Garak is designated Ten Lubak as a child and youth during his training at the Bamarren Institute for State Intelligence.

Ten. 

“A Stitch In Time Saves Ten.”

I believe that is the entire, implied title of his ‘autobiography.’ 

It’s a riddle. It’s hidden.

It’s a fucking PUN.

It’s. Perfectly Garak.

…And most of all, it’s meaningful in a way that hit me very hard just now. Because it did save him. What happened in this book saved him. The letter to whom it’s addressed (Julian Bashir, “you not only saved my life, but made it possible for me to live it”) saved him. 

Ten was saved. Elim Garak was saved. By a stitch in time.

That’s my theory, anyway. Maybe it’s true. Maybe it’s a coincidence. I believe in them. But I don’t trust them. <3