Plans! So I sit down for a nice weekend morning of thinking and writing and a few minutes into it I get the BSOD (Blue Screen of Death) on my computer. I spend the next 45 minutes trying to resolve that, and ultimately do (but not without angst and a few expletives). As I sit back down to write, now beyond my allotted time, I feel distracted, harried, and yes, frustrated that my projected arc across the universe has been interrupted.
Suddenly, uncharacteristically, I am able to rise above and see this as a critical point in my day. To borrow from Frost, I am at the spot where “two roads diverge in a yellow wood” and I have a choice to make. Uncharacteristically, I choose to sit back and just laugh at myself – “My arc across the universe has been interrupted.” In my dreams! My “arc across the universe” looks more like a connect the dots game that ultimately produces no recognizable image. The thought that it will look like anything recognizable is indeed laughable. The term “whirling dervish” comes to mind, which the Urban Dictionary defines as: “A person whose behavior resembles a rapid, spinning object. These actions are often spastic fidgeting and incessant babbling. The actions of the whirling dervish are irritating and annoying, often exhausting other people in the immediate vicinity.”
Yep, that pretty much hits the nail on the head. Today, I choose to not take myself too seriously, yes, even laugh at myself. Two roads. At least so far today (after the angst and expletives) “I took the one less traveled by. And that has made all the difference.” Of course it is only 8:17 a.m.
It occurs to me... 