Outdoors.

I've been pondering a few irrelevent questions today. One of which being, "If life were a gymnastics event, which event would it be?"

This question never fails to quickly embattle all wit and intelligence that my body can contain and I slowly lose all trains of thought. My mental state is similar to the end of a song, you know the "fade to background" part. Well my cognition fades into the background.

For a long time, questions like this (questions that have no 'right' answer) perturbed me because I wanted an answer that I could rationalize. I didn't want my intellect to "fade to background" but, to my chagrin, there is no other way to approach a question of this caliber other than to let go of reason and open your mind to the creative possibilities.

*I like the word chagrin.