Fibonacci’s Pig Milk Yogurt

Yogurt made from pig milk is wrong but its hard to say exactly why. Tom Cruise has that one big front tooth right in the center of his mouth and that’s more off putting than it should be, but nobody knows exactly why that is. The Fibonacci Sequence in pine cones, pineapple in pastor tacos, the spleen- there are so many troubling things that are mystifying at the same time.

I’ve read a few articles on the ‘emotional’ side of this quarantine, and all they did was convince me again that psychology is a French science prosecuted by astrologer monkeys. Social media shows that fuses are short, but in many ways this is just a shitty new job and fuses are always short at the beginning of something you don’t like but have to do. What am I feeling? Can I better understand the people around me if I examine my own inner landscape? Maybe, but I don’t care to. You probably don’t either. So where does that leave us? Have I just wandered into an existential inner-outer mobius? Am I an onion seasoned with the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics? If I wait will I unpeel through entropy? Will you? Do we make the pig milk yogurt now?

Ah! I know what I’m feeling! Togetherness in isolation! That- it doesn’t compute. But its not entirely terrible. Or is it?