Saturday, August 9, 2003

Saturday...

Sometimes I sit and think early in the morning. To the casual observer it would seem like a semi conscious stupor brought on by the inability to become fully awake in any form of rapid fashion. This could be further from the truth. I do some of my most lucid thinking in this state. I feel free from the pressure of daily requirements somewhat in the same way an insane person is exempt from reality. Not that this is a permanent state, more like driving on a long road trip and cutting across the corner of the state to save a few hours time. Unfortunately, there are days when something goes horribly awry. The shortcut fails for some reason and you are stuck, half way out of there with a mental flat tire. You sit along side the road knowing you have no spare and it is too far to drive on just the rim. It never fails too; you get it in bat country. If you do not understand the reference, go see Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. So there you are alongside an unfamiliar road with a mental flat tire and without fail some semi-toothless simian with a pickup truck pulls along side. This is usually an idea you really did not want to deal with. He offers to help and your inner survival instinct says he is harmless enough. You accept and he just happens to have a spare with him to get you moving again. Great! There is just one small problem; the spare this idea gives you is lopsided. Thats right, you just got back on the road in a clown car. The brain starts that odd wobble up and down on the brainstem and shimmies side to side like a shriner in his little car screaming down the highway in a pack of semi trucks. You get the picture. The worst part is you have to keep driving like this because it is too late to pull into a mental service station, sleep, and get it fixed. Now from here your day goes on in this fashion. People wonder why I always take a nap in the afternoon. A simple; oil, filter, lube and a new tire for the rest of the day, if you do not go too fast, you can make it. Look for the sweet spot where things smooth out.

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