Monday, September 2, 2013

Close, but I do not smoke...

In other words, no cigar. Just forced me to do some more realizing. The way a normal mind works is that to make a choice you create a imaginary scenario and then think of everything that could potentially go wrong and if everything that could go wrong did and you are ok with it, then your choice has,been made.

I like the analogy of painting the floor and I realize that I am painting myself into a corner and like a writer for MacGyver I must figure a way out, and each time I do another problem besets me so I ought to just consider  staying in the corner until the paint dries, and that would seem the most sensible, but I am determined to have aliens fly through the window and beam me out to safety, and then once their prisoner I will have a new improved problem. Again, I think maybe any solution is too good to be true, but I have a previous obligation and that meeting does not allow me to just wait for the paint to dry, though I have decided that I am not going to be supernaturally saved, the fact remains that I have a meeting to be at and I am expected to attend.

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