In which I reflect on the strange sense that the world is a game, and that we conform ourselves to fate in order to interact with it. Or something like that. At one point I mention bee dances, so I may be tired... Continue reading →
Wandering Out Loud
Leisure
In which I reflect on the strange sense that the world is a game, and that we conform ourselves to fate in order to interact with it. Or something like that. At one point I mention bee dances, so I may be tired... Continue reading →