She’s hardly made it to bed tonight, so tired she is. Paint, paint, paint all day, and then bike. Why torture like that? But then, when she steps into the bathroom, she is suddenly puzzled at how few ceramic tiles on the wall there are: seven across! Yet, when she lays on her back in the bathtub the spread of tiles in front of her eyes seems infinite…. "So obviously limited and so indisputably infinite," Like Totally marvels, "like life itself!
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