There were mysteries everywhere, especially if you knew how to look.
Why did the candles burn more quickly at the two rounds near the edge of the room?
When did the restaurant take my favorite dish off the menu?
Where was the source of the leak from the roof?
Sometimes you didn’t have to go looking, and you could just ignore the hints, and avoid asking the trivial questions.
Other mysteries weren’t resolved by either visual or causal reasoning or direct observation or hypothetical variable reduction.
What lessons from this trip had I not yet learned?
I’d find out when I wasn’t there anymore.
But first, I’d default the projectors, all eleven of them, to a black screen. I’d solved that mystery of indecision if the obviousness of the blue was better.