failed reflections with my husband
Is water wet?
Or does it simply make
Things wet once touched?
It’s like that tree saying-
If it falls and it can’t be heard
Was there ever a sound?
It’s science, babe.
The tree makes a sound.
The water is wet.
No ifs, ands, buts about it.
But how do we know?
Think about it, really.
Dive a little deeper
I have. I used my brain.
Not your philosophy brain.
My philosophy brain
rejects this conversation.
You’re no fun.
Love you.
Whatever.
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Made me laugh out loud. Yes. The frustration of the dreamer and the realist. Both correct in their own way.
Philosophical meets whimsical — nice.
Sometimes I envy the person who can be content without explanation or diving deep into everything. But I’ll always be the opposite. I agree with Jerielle, that they are both correct in their own way.
hehehe cute
Delightful. That last line is perfect.
endearing, love the repartee