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It was during a dinner party that we came across this moment. I had invited a few friends to join me on an imaginary canoe trip around the neighborhood, in memory of a canoeing event that had taken place earlier in the summer in Norther Minnesota. Towards the end of the imaginary canoe ride my friend Cayla led us into the side yard of the house where we found the raft with muddy water in it.
Sometime later, I showed the video to some friends, one of them asked "what does it mean?" another replied "it's okay for it to not have meaning".
I'm not sure what I thing about that.
"sisyphus's progress" - Grey
