The Foolish Builder

After measuring out the dimensions of the freezer in my apartment, I built a box and placed it inside. Over the course of a week, I poured water into it to form a solid block of ice. I then drove to the Atlantic Ocean and buried it in the sand.

In spite of endless difficulties and gigantic obstacles, the bridge is at length finished, and stands defying wind and waves. Then there comes a raging cyclone, and building and builder are swept into the deep. Utter meaninglessness seems to triumph over richest significance.