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shattering the kind silence that I wished was maintained eternally. I came to. I lose myself in my thoughts at least five times a minute.

I suddenly realized that cowlick boy had been typing furiously while I was distracting myself from the task at hand. Free-writing, what a joke. I peered over at his screen:

“What does it mean to be infinite? Mathematically, it has to do with the idea of a limitless number. The inverse of infinity is zero, for dividing by a huge sum will approach zero, and there is nothing larger than infinity. Yet infinity has no mathematical value. There is no possible way to ask for infinity dollars as a wage. How can something literally worthless be larger than anything with worth? A mathematical paradox then.

But in life, perhaps infinity has more to do with the idea of an unattainable goal. We are taught from an early age through that silly movie about going to “infinity and beyond.” But what is beyond infinity? If infinity is truly never ending and simply one more than the highest number you could ever fathom (and then one more beyond that and one more…), how can you ever go beyond this end?

Why do we even need the concept of infinity?”

I looked around the room. The five of us were finally sitting quietly at our computers. I hate the smell of coffee in the morning.