If we only knew with surety what we think we know.
Thankfully we are unaware of our own blindness.
We are all wallowing in an assumption based reality, with creaky interfaces and faulty filters.
When do we get to see the un-photoshopped version of the world?
Why do I suck at metaphors?
These questions haunt me at night after a Carl Sagan documentary, or when I’m so bored at work that even Facebook seems tedious.