Conclusion
If I look at my shoes and boots, lined up I guess I don't know what they achieve either, or what this achieves, this writing. I think it was William Morris who said something along the lines of “If a thing is neither beautiful nor useful then one should throw it away”. I'm not convinced that I'm able to make those distinctions. I feel like I need to purge something from my system, but what? I mean maybe that's it. Perhaps there isn't any grand answer or ever a sense of pure comprehension. I'm probably meant to be confused. It's odd how we search for meanings in everything though. We make these little decisions about what shoes to wear with what outfit and … and … it's like the big stuff doesn't get done.
