I’ll profess that I haven’t thought too much about The Interesting Question since I first posted it a few days ago.
Tonight, however, I found myself pondering it a little, and a word popped into my head: incomplete.
As I was flossing my teeth, no less.
Incomplete in terms of what, I’m not sure. My love life? My career? My growth as a person?
I threw each one of those possibilities at the word, hoping that something would come back “yes” or “no”. Or even “maybe”.
I got nothing. Just the word. Floating in my thoughts. With no attached meaning or context.
Which must mean it’s time for bed.
The GeekHiker 
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