In the absence of a TV, I have jumped ahead in the progression of life to the nursing home experience by purchasing a 750 piece oval puzzle. The selection of cheap puzzles is dismal and I’m dismayed to report my $10 purchase of what is a rather mediocre representation of goldfinches. But seeing as how the most dramatic bird I’ve seen in Brooklyn or NYC is a hybridized pigeon or mutated sparrow, the rendition of goldfinches in full mating colors will have to do. At night I pour a glass of cheap wine, crank the tunes and drift away into a problem with a clear beginning, end and solution….if only I dedicate enough time to staring at it. There is a certain peace that comes when two, then three, then more, pieces fit perfectly together and the picture becomes clear. Puzzle therapy is a real thing and should be prescribed for all graduate students.
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