Today we were told to compose a poem which poses a series of questions. This reminded me of the comedy improv game where two players carry on a conversation using only questions. The first to answer with a statement, take too long to respond, or laugh is out. -Do you want to play a game?
- Are we already playing? -How did you know?! - Can you guess? - Was it because we were just talking about that improv show we saw last month? - Have you been tested for Mensa? - What's "Mensa?" - Ha! Well, that answers that. I know. I lose. -Do you want to play again? - Are we already playing? -What do you think? -Would you explain the rules? - Can you have a conversation consisting only of questions? - Can you? - Can I change the subject? - Caaan you? - Maaay I change the subject? - To what would you like to change it? - What are your dreams? - What dreams do I not have? - Should we maybe focus on the realistic ones? - Should they still be called dreams? - What goals do you have then? - ... - May I change the subject? - Do you not have goals?! - Do you ever find the menu too long making it impossible to choose an order? - Are we still talking about goals? - How do you decide where to direct your energy and talents? - Do you have no passion? - What would that feel like? - What do you think about when your mind is free to wander? - Like before I sleep? - Exactly. - You lose. - Do I? - What?
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