So everything happens for a reason and we’ll all go live in the clouds and play harps and live in mansions?”
Dad smiled. He put a big arm around me and pulled me to him, kissing the side of my head.
“I don’t know what I believe, Hazel. I thought being an adult meant knowing what you believe, but that has not been my experience.”
“Yeah,” I said. “Okay.”
He told me again that he was sorry about Gus, and then we went back to watching the show,
and the people picked a house, and Dad still had his arm around me,
and I was kinda starting to fall asleep, but I didn’t want to go to bed, and then Dad said, “You know what I believe?
I remember in college I was taking this math class, this really great math class taught by this tiny old woman.
She was talking about fast Fourier transforms and she stopped midsentence and said, ‘Sometimes it seems the universe wants to be noticed.’
“That’s what I believe. I believe the universe wants to be noticed.
I think the universe is improbably biased toward consciousness,
that it rewards intelligence in part because the universe enjoys its elegance being observed.
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