I bought myself a Rubik's cube

Lately I’ve missed playing, the kind of silly pointless playing we used to do as kids. One way this manifested was by longing for a rubik’s cube—a toy I don’t think I ever owned. My brother had one, I didn't. Until now.

I don’t care about solving it, and have little faith in myself that I have the ability or the patience. I just missed switching and swi…