There’s a metaphor I’m fond of using for when I’m thinking about fate. I think of it as a pepper grinder. You know, the kind where you twist the top. In my head it works like this: One turn of the pepper grinder and I’ll learn javascript and go into front-end; two turns of the pepper grinder and I’ll take remedial chemistry and go back to school for art conservation. One turn of the pepper grinder and I’ll start believing in god. Three turns of the pepper grinder and I’ll move to Japan and enter a Buddhist nunnery.
pepper grinder
pepper grinder
pepper grinder
There’s a metaphor I’m fond of using for when I’m thinking about fate. I think of it as a pepper grinder. You know, the kind where you twist the top. In my head it works like this: One turn of the pepper grinder and I’ll learn javascript and go into front-end; two turns of the pepper grinder and I’ll take remedial chemistry and go back to school for art conservation. One turn of the pepper grinder and I’ll start believing in god. Three turns of the pepper grinder and I’ll move to Japan and enter a Buddhist nunnery.