An interesting analogy. In reference to my waste of time? However, it does seem appropriate to the endless round of posters and posts without a definite resolution. I do feel like the boy who never remembers the main characters. At my age that isn't surprising. And, as I recall, Becket wasn't particularly fond of any interpretation of the play. But then it's been a long time since I read it or saw a production. And I have to keep working on a report for work tomorrow, so this kind of philosophical discussion will have to wait for another time. Have a good evening.
"In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer." ~Albert Camus