In praise of a life outside of utility
It's super weird when you turn the question of "Why?" around on itself, like dividing by zero. Why does there need to be a reason?
That was kind of my point. When I was younger I thought everything had to be in service of something else, something "important". Turns out, that's wrong.
It's super weird when you turn the question of "Why?" around on itself, like dividing by zero. Why does there need to be a reason?
That was kind of my point. When I was younger I thought everything had to be in service of something else, something "important". Turns out, that's wrong.