When my grandchildren are doing an over-nighter at our house there is a scene that repeats itself. They will come looking for me and demand that I go play Legos with them. I will eventually go along, sit on the couch, take a bin of pieces and begin sorting through them looking for inspiration. I have come to the conclusion that one of two things are in operation.
Either I am providing a sense of security or I am being manipulated.
Once I am settled in the scene goes one of two ways. Either they set me to looking for parts or they quiet down and work on their own. I can quickly revert to childhood and start trying to be creative. I got my first Lego when I was 27 years old and it kept me busy for hours. I know the power of Legos. I can also sit for long periods of time just enjoying the scene of busy grandchildren. Sometimes I can get up and go back to what I was doing and they don’t notice for a while.
Is it comfort or control? I am not sure I care.
homo unius libri
Friday, March 27, 2026
Opus 2026-163: Comfort or Control
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