Inscrutable

I just can’t seem to keep an idea in my head long enough to flesh it out into a blog. I think it’s because we are heading out tomorrow and I have trouble with travel.

I thought that it was just flying, but it now appears that I can get stressed out about going somewhere in the car. I guess I have some kind of mild mental disorder that wants me to stay in one place. Kind of like the universe telling me to “STAY!” like I am a badly behaved dog. I don’t think I am badly behaved, I just have trouble doing what the universe wants me to do. I just hope I don’t get smacked on the nose with an intergalactic newspaper.

If I am a pet, and I’m pissing in the wrong place, no one has given me any indication that I’ve screwed up. Come to think about it, who ever my owners are, they pretty much ignore me. I’m good with that, but it would be nice for someone to tell me why I am here and what it is that I should be doing. Toss me a ball or a Frisbee, I might not catch it in my teeth, but I’ll fetch it back to you and wait for you to toss it again. Maybe.

Perhaps that is what life is all about, we keep getting balls and Frisbees tossed at us and we just don’t know what to do with them. Some of us do, Leonardo, Copernicus, Einstein and the guy who literally had something tossed at him, Isaac Newton. I’m the guy who sees the ball sail over my head and I watch it land. I trot over to it and just sit looking at it. I know that I am supposed to do something with it, but for the life of me I haven’t a clue what it is.

This is the third time that I have had a déjà vu experience with writing this same blog. I know I haven’t written this before, but I knew what I was writing before I wrote it and I knew that I had had the same feeling before. It would be pretty cool if it were a good blog, or if it was some kind of ground breaking idea, but it isn’t. I would have thought that after the third re-write, it would be getting pretty good.

I know, that isn’t how the sub conscious works…it’s inscrutable.

Hopefully I will get enough rest tonight and the trip will be interesting and uneventful tomorrow. We will be seeing part of the country that we’ve never seen before, and I am actually looking forward to it. Well, sort of. I can sense that galactic newspaper is just about to hit my nose.