Since the day I was born, I’ve spent my time being a human being, and I regard this as a good decision. But not a great one.

“Is a one foot by one foot piece of cloth a blanket? What about if you rotate it…”

“A brick could be an object to measure your life against. Are you square, rigid,…”

“A blanket could be split in two—divided in half, like hereditary territory one …”

“I heard everything you said, listened to half, and agreed with a quarter. And 1…”