A Plethora of Weirdness

“After this whole acting thing is over and done, you eventually have to be human. Some people are never human. It’s very weird.” ~ Joe Rogan

“Your imagination needs to be broken in, I think, to become anywhere near as weird as the world.” ~ Alexander Chee

“I’m quite aware of my differences. I wouldn’t classify them as weird” Sherman Alexie

Have you noticed how easy it has become to see the weirdness in the world? To see the world as weird? To see whatever? I’ve been finding myself, in the mornings, to be somewhat stunned by the rising tide of strangeness today. Some days it is nearly breathtaking. I’ve got the day off tomorrow, so if I choose I can just savor the weirdness. Or not. That’s the point. To simply turn and look away from what seems to be madness is not an option for me. I wanna watch. It’s that simple. Am I making sense? It has long seemed to me that way too many people talk about “I don’t have time for drama”. I get that. Maybe I am biased from PTSD. One of the truly annoying things about PTSD, for me, is that it is all drama. Every waking hour. You can’t avoid it. Time or not, ya gotta learn to live with it ’cause it ain’t goin’ away. I don’t know. I think I’ll just wander off into the sunrise right now. The morning air is deliciously cold. 1st of July and it is 45º. I love it. By doing a coworker a favor I ended up having the whole weekend off, which means I absolutely do not have to go into Taos at all. I mean, 4th of July weekend, tourist season, deadly pandemic, conspiracy-saturated society? Wow. A virtual plethora of weirdness. I can just hear the doctor now: “Make sure to take your Xanax, and try to lay off the conspiracies for a few days, k?”. Sure doc. But it’s indica for me tomorrow. And today it is gainful employment. There I go.

All is well. Goof gloriously.

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