INCOMPLETE WHITE PUZZLE
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INCOMPLETE WHITE PUZZLE
Later, I sit myself down and pretend I’m the therapist.
“What will you have when this puzzle is finished?” the pretend-therapist asks.
“Something that looks like a life,” I blurt. “Something that feels like I lived. It’s not about pride, fame, or success. I just want to complete something—a task, a sentence, to let a train of thought run all the way
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Any time we try to explain life, it’s nothing but a painting. It’s just thought. Concepts. Utter abstractions. These things will never satisfy our hunger.
