I was in New York a while back. I found this envelope on the sidewalk and am not too sure what I want to make of it. I have had several meaningful conversations with people who choose to live on the street (the choice of the word choice is deliberate) and they seem to feel a freedom I cannot quite get to. I live in the academic bubble, I can do whatever I want to, provided I provide a sufficent amount of anthropomorphological data, to get to the answers I want to get to. But providing sufficient substanciation is a slippery slope. I can use the language needed but I cannot, in any terms, prove that I will obtain any result whatsoever.
