I Had A Question
Jul 2nd, 2013 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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So I sought an answer. I looked behind silos, underwater, between the lines of out-of-print taxonomy texts. I branded objects as “right” or “wrong.”
That January I met a mathematician who studied knots. Like rope I asked, no, like string theory he replied. Then I wanted to know which planets may harbor life on their moons. He shrugged. Beckoned the waitress. It started a morally inhospitable year.
I leveraged my concerns. I was humbled by saplings. I began ending sentences with “in today’s world.”
In December I met a prophet. I had been inhaling incorrectly my entire life.
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