Funny how going into work at a slightly different time can make the same journey so different. School children on Stretten Ave, and hordes of undergrads on bikes about to be late for lectures on Trinity Street, and a different set of faces in the corridors of the department.
( World View Meme )
Peter apparently had trouble answering lots of the questions. I found my view could swing from agree to strongly-disagree and back again depending on how I looked at a question. I don't think my answers were necessarily all completely consistent with one another, but then while I believe in rational explanations for the building blocks of life and how they interact with one another I don't believe human thought to be rational. So God can be a construct of Man but there's still the existence of spirituality: in what we think and feel and believe and strive for. In fact (Jeff Buckley's rendition in particular of) Hallelujah suddenly comes to mind. That feeling of upliftedness even through sadness which I was trying to describe to Jamie earlier this week is just the sort of thing I'm thinking of.
All a bit profound for 9:30 on a Thursday morning. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.