09 April, 2009

Things that I don't know

I don't know how many days, weeks, or months it is before I stop untying my shoes, and begin slipping them off? What's the algorithm? What's the criteria? I know, when it comes to running shoes, that I meticulously will tie and untie them, and never slip them off, because you know that's gonna beat them to shit. But there comes a point where you stop doing that, and you don't care anymore, right? But when was that point. Is it based on time, physical condition, the apathy resulting from a period of depression? I don't know. And I realize that I am presently unlacing my running shoes, but I only bought them about 5 weeks ago, so I guess it's too early. When will I change? I don't know.

I don't know when I bite my lips. I know that I sometimes do it. And I sometimes don't. More often than not I do. Same with my fingers. But there might be a week where I don't, and I wonder is it because I was not stressed, or because I was too busy, or because I was happy, or was it just random? I don't know.

I don't know. I don't know. I don't know.

I don't know what I don't know.

That reminds me of a poem by Richard Feynman. If you don't know who he is, then Wikipedia him because I am honestly far too busy to tell you. His poem went like this:

I wonder why, I wonder why
I wonder why I wonder

I wonder why I wonder why
I wonder, why I wonder

Or something like that. But you get the point. I never come up with anything that clever. All I can do is write haiku. And that requires like a third grade education. I wonder why that is.

Tomorrow I go
Places unknown yet not cold
Or so I am told

See. That's what I can write. Haiku. And I am not Japanese. As if that's a necessary condition.

Why are you reading this.

One more thing I don't know... why I am writing this.

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