Back in the olden days, after the dinosaurs died off, but before video games, I was a toddler.
One of the toys I had was this little play workbench where you had all these differently shaped holes and matching pegs. The idea was to put the pegs into the holes with the matching shape.
With me so far?
Doing it correctly required almost zero effort, and it got very boring very quickly.
So I remember trying to cheat. Trying to fit the star-shaped peg into the oval hole, or whatever.
It never worked, but I had more fun trying and failing than I ever had doing it correctly.
Remember, I was a toddler. It didn't take much to amuse me.
What got me thinking about that old toy was an e-mail conversation I had with one of my readers the other day.
We were talking about soulmates and perfect matches and bullshit like that, and she told me she felt like her heart was a round hole in a world full of square pegs.
That's pretty deep right there.