Camus imagines that he can see the face of Sisyphus at the bottom of the hill, facing the futile task once again, and, wait . . . is that a smile that plays across his face? Yes, in smiling, Sisyphus chooses to push the boulder back up the hill, and therein wrests from the gods his freedom. A pragmatist might argue, “Hey, same hill, same boulder, same outcome.” But life is more than outcomes; it is also attitude.
