A slow day, full of what should have been homework, but instead was punctuated by a lovely, unexpected walk through Hyde Park. I was still in basketball shorts and was wandering downstairs when Bethany invited me out. We spent the afternoon ambling across the paths toward the pond, which was full of geese and squealing children. The sunny day vanished quickly and my basketball shorts became a really dumb idea--we took shelter in a little gazebo with a woman and a stroller and stayed to talk for a long time.
People give a lot of advice about things they don't understand much about, myself included. I guess putting a label on things, prescribing what will kill the pain, and self-help is part of human nature, whether it's a desire to actually help or solve the puzzle. Maybe that's where people's problems come from. But isn't there a spark of divinity when we don't want to hear the unfixed stagnancy without trying to create some order?
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