joke, no: play, yes
Urania removed her glasses and set them on the table. She took Thalia’s hands into hers and hazel eyes met blue. “Thank you for encouraging us to explore fractals. Even though we can’t yet see a way to use the concept in book formatting or design, we’ve learned a lot!”
“Like…” Calliope touched the index finger of her right hand to the index finger on her left, “… The micro and macro mirror each other — reminds me of Gandhi’s… Be the change you want to see in the world. We are micro and the world is macro? We can create patterns that cycle upwards?”
Thalia raised an index finger into the air. “And! The patterns of our lives repeat until we make shifts to alter them — reminds me of Groundhog Day. When Phil started changing his thinking and behaviors — when… he started living in the present — he finally escaped his cycle of painful living.”
“And, Typist’s brain is tired. We’ve worn her out.” Urania smiled and winked. “Let’s take Henrietta for a walk.”
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