Indian Journal

It works.

Somehow.

It does.

I’ve wondered about that idea about the collapse of some civilizational virtues; it all falls apart. But being in India — and at points, Bhutan, you see in a way how it works, even with power shedding, collapsed plumbing, wiring breakdowns. Somehow, it’s still working.

I wondered about that — being out there, and seeing technology being so minimally effective. It works sometimes, then it doesn’t. With or without, either you make it work, or it doesn’t. And it’s simply not there, like electricity. It’s gone — lights are out.

But life goes on.

Life goes on.