A few days ago, I found my Rubik’s cube, which I haven’t touched in a couple months, and now I am once again trying to solve it. I am terrible at Rubik’s cubes. I have decided that I am too stubborn to cheat and use the internet to look up the algorithms for solving it. In theory, that shouldn’t be necessary anyway, because it should be possible to figure it out sooner or later just by being logical. I actually get very close fairly frequently, but then if I make a slight mistake, I mess up all of the sides that are already solved and have to start all over again. It’s an excellent allegory for life. The difference is that if there was an algorithm for solving life, I would have no qualms about just googling it.