In floating point math there is a special value called "NaN". I stands for "not a number". It is the result of certain mathematical operations. What is it? Who knows. It's not a number, though. That much is certain. Whatever the hell it is, it's not a number. A lot of things are not a number, if you think about it, but they don't bother to be so explicit about it. NaN, however, bases its entire identity on not being a number. I guess that's how it keeps from just being another number, another statistic. I almost want a black T-shirt that says "NaN" in bold yellow letters. Almost. I think I'd get tired of explaining it to everyone.
In the middle of sex, just as things were really warming up, he was suddenly struck with a tangible awe at the implications of infinity, its vastness. He had a brief glimpse of endlessness and was able, for a split instant, to grasp the entirety of it. Goose bumps came up on his skin and he stumbled briefly in his rhythm. She looked up at him, worried for a moment that it was over already, over too soon. Infinity slipped to the back of his mind, however, and his awareness returned to her with new fervor. There was just a bit of infinity in their climax, something that had never been there before.
Mathematicians see the world in a different way. It's not better or worse, it's just different. I could never be a mathematician.
Hello, friends. I hope you're well. Are you?
Later. Love.
