The more I learn, the more I recognize the impossibility of describing, categorizing, and creating a holistic narrative out of life and experience. Applicable to so many fields of study such as linguistics, anthropology, history, philosophy. Granted I’m not a stem person but even within the beauty of those patterns and machinations in mathematics I feel there is something divinely random and unknowable. This idea doesn't make me hopeless. I find the process of capturing this ineffability beautiful.