Passage #320: 7 October 2015
False Recapitulation
Daily life, so often governed by routines and anchored by ritual, lends itself to repeating forms -- meeting at the same spot every week for a bike ride, for instance -- and this is not necessarily a bad thing. Much as in music, where a familiar phrase can take on different aspects with each repetition, our hours and weeks and days can be enriched through some degree of repeated experience.
But sometimes, what seems like repetition is just a fake-out. Sometimes you think you know where you're going; sometimes you think you're returning to familiar territory; sometimes, you think you're repeating yourself; sometimes you're wrong.