What don't I understand? I could write a book.
People always say that. That they could write a book about the things they don't know. That they could write a book about what they don't understand. That they could write a book.
Me? I can't write anything about what I don't understand. I don't know it, I don't know where to start. For instance, here are some things I can't write about:
-Life Goals
Depends on the day. A general theme is there, but, it's nothing definite.
Now, maybe this here is an opening chapter. In the book of shit I don't know. And tomorrow, I'll find out something else I don't know. Singletons in programming? I know they exist. That's chapter two.
-Chapter Three
Is about dragons, and what kind of tooth paste they use. I don't have a clue. But judging based on the term 'dragon breath', I'm guessing they don't floss.
-Chapter Four
Will go on to talk in depth about how I'm not really sure what chapter four is about. It was originally going to be about complex origami and math, but then I read a little about that, and thought it was too much to not know. So I tried to write it about the manufacture of plastic forks and spoons, but Google screwed that all up. I could then only move on to how I don't know what polypropylene or polystyrene actually are. Then I started looking that up, and then it became apparent that I'd just never know what this chapter was about.
How does it end? It doesn't. This book will never end, it can't be written. Or, maybe, I'm not sure. Maybe it can always be written.
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