11am. Then I’m trying to have a conversation with Husby about belief vs. knowledge, but we end up having an argument about conversation and the way we talk. Papa says that I can’t possibly understand him because I just keep arguing. And I say every time I contradict him he thinks that I am arguing. But I’m just trying to learn something more rather than just resting with what we agree on. And I’m upset because we can’t seem to have this very interesting discussion.
Weirdly , Papa says he had a dream at the same time. And in his dream the gods were having an argument over whether to allow humans to continue on a quest for secret knowledge (for example, whether copper has certain hidden properties). In the end, they decide to let the humans try.