Absurdity
Jan 14
Work and other things are giving me an object lesson in absurdity right now.
I used to think I had come to grips with the concept, that I understood that life had no intrinsic meaning, and that I accepted that and was living regardless, because life was worth living. Just this evening, though, I've started wondering if I really had come to accept absurdity, or if I've just been ignoring it.
It's one thing when you think of life as being basically meaningless, and that you may have to deal with that when you die, which always seems infinitely far off. It's another to be confronted by things in life that simply don't make any sense — and I apologize for writing so abstractly about these things without conveying any details, but it doesn't seem appropriate right now. The twist on what's going on right now is that I do understand, at least to some degree, why these events are happening. I understand why they're happening — and they still make no sense.
That kind of cognitive dissonance will drive you mad.
Whoo boy, the wife is going to insist on no berets and absinthe after 9pm.