If there is a god, I think it should be a woman. I don't care about feminism or female empowerment or any of that. I just want to see the reactions when people show up expecting this impressive, bearded man, only to find themselves face to face with a woman. Wouldn't that be a riot?
Part of me really likes the idea of everyone being so wrong. We all spend so much time arguing our opinions, trying to prove that we have it all right, that we know everything and nobody should disagree with us. What I think humanity needs is a big lesson. Just something to say "hey, you're all wrong; stop pretending you're always right." I think we all need to be dead wrong about something we were so certain of. It'd teach us a bit of humility. Goodness knows we all needed...myself included, without a doubt.
The past two days have the phrase 'like a boy enduring his first biblical rainstorm' stuck in my head. Props if you know where it's from. This isn't biblical, really, but I gave up on the umbrella and have resigned myself to wandering from building to building, clutching a laptop to my chest under the trench-coat I never would have worn a year ago.
The rain is good for existential questions. It makes everything seem so transitory and absurd. Nobody looks up while they're walking outside anymore. A floating castle could appear and we wouldn't even notice. Everything around us could disappear and we'd all just stare at the sidewalks and hurry on our way without realizing it. Everything is cold and distant; subdued and forlorn.
Words die on the wind and questions of effort are extinguished like a flame as soon as the door opens and a gust of wind carries a bucket of water indoors. It's a restful time, a pleasant one. We have neither time nor strength for petty arguments so we all rest, refill out depleted energy sources, rebuild the walls around our crushed and worn out souls. It is good.
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