2021/10/5 #poetry The image for the day was a field of endless wheat. A three second video of the wind sweeping over it can seem beautiful, but when you're in it it is hell. Just a short visit might be ok, if you don't have any allergies yet, but living there, spending hundreds of hours there in a completely unchanging landscape is crazy making. This is just conjecture. I haven't myself done it. Why would I? Seems so obviously insane. I've been in places where there was no indication that I was moving before, or that I was making progress even when movement was evident. That's bad enough. And I was traveling, so I knew things would change. Remove that, realize that even when you get out of this repetitive sameness you'll be back the next day, I wouldn't last too long, I wouldn't be back.