A-Punk

I've recently decided that the only things that really make sense in my life right now are math and chemistry. And maybe music.

Math, for example, just makes a ridiculous amount of sense. You start out by defining a set of numbers according to a specific question. Maybe it's regarding the behavior of a fluid, a recent polling statistic, or the specifics of a business. A while later, after some rearranging, substituting, etc. you have the answer to the question. It's so much easier than using words, because the meaning of the numbers doesn't change. There's no need to read between the lines. It's also more practical than words and it takes up less space.

Since chemistry is based on math, logically it makes a great deal of sense too. Math and physics laws dictate the behavior of molecules, which explains so much.

Music only makes sense because it doesn't have to. Music exists as a momentary emotion, but the beauty of it is that the emotion can be replayed. Re-experienced. Anytime, anyplace.

This is how I've been feeling the past few weeks. I'm hardening.