Handshakes are exchanged at the end of the day, and you can go home knowing your opponent better for having faced him across the field of tiny battle.
Here is a pretty good (but heavily fucking gendered, sorry!) analogy for the split in knowing how your face looks: Every girl I know seems to know exactly their right angles, looks, and poses to nail a mirror selfie in one shot.
Here is a pretty good (but heavily fucking gendered, sorry!) analogy for the split in knowing how your face looks: every girl I know seems to know exactly their right angles, looks and poses, how to nail a mirror selfie in one shot.
Also, knowing what your facing relieves some of the anxiety from the uncertainty.
Kinda puts a smile on your face knowing that Goofy and Gates are duking it out right now.
After a full day of reveling in autumnal bliss, you can bed down with a smile on your face, knowing you scored a deal.
The exhibition speaks to a yearning within the living to know the past, by knowing the face of someone whose work lives on so powerfully in our own time.
Navigating to a remembered goal requires knowing both your current facing direction and the direction to your goal.
I know what it's like to lay awake at night as tears stream down your face, not knowing if we would be in our home the following month, and if we were, how it was going to get paid for.
