“The bravest people are the ones who don’t mind looking like cowards.” ~ T. H. White
There seems, this morning, to be no initial moment. I had to just jump in. Maybe it’s the stress on my brain from being in the right about something that I am powerless to change. I appear to be the only right one, which is probably not a good way to be. Poor me. I know this is all kinda sorta abstract but who can blame me, in fact that may not be a problem, it just might be a solution. A scientific paper starts with an abstract. A scientific paper may someday lead to empirical facts, which can influence reality on occasion. Come to think of it I won’t waste my time waiting. I may not be right. Tis no more than confusion I am expressing. That and edginess go hand in hand.
It should be a somewhat detached day for me. Perhaps that’s why I find it so hard to write. Sore shoulders as well. Headache, distractions, maybe all paths to peaceful acceptance. I am not, no way no how, going into aphorisms this morning. I am sometimes a fan of confusion. It can be a survival technique that keeps you from acting when action ain’t what’s needed. That kind of . . . oh, never mind.
“The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, “Why?” and sometimes he thought, “Wherefore?” and sometimes he thought, “Inasmuch as which?” and sometimes he didn’t quite know what he was thinking about.” ~ A. A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh
That’s me today. Let’s move forward, shall we? You know the drill.
Peace out, y’all. Goof gloriously.