Zoe just left to go to bed. For the last two hours we have sat on the sofa by the window, watching the Midsummer sky change from an orangy pink to a many layered purple, and talked.
The topic eventually shifted to religion. Surprisingly, while deeply agnostic, I suddenly heard myself praise the power of images from the Old Testament. Images like that of the Tree of Knowledge continue to give me goosebumps. It neatly anchors our perpetual and yet futile search for truth.
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