Logic Overload.
I’m silly, yes this is true.
But a logical person by nature.
And I recognize that these assertions are completely debateable.
Today has been…extraordinary.
#1. Work stuff actually feeling reasonably stress free and manageable
#2. Getting to leave work at a reasonable hour
#3. The most careful and loving note about faith I’ve received in a while. (LK, I’m vain. I know. But damn it, you still love me)
#4. Going to a shwank bar in perhaps the sketchiest part of SF ever.
#5. Being told about blonde hookers in the 80s by an internet luminarie.
#6. A phone call from someone whom I’d never expected to hear from again.
#7. Vietnamese food at Tu Lan where I realize that Julia Child has been drawn with man hands.
#8. Surviving a drive by.
(Well… some punk ass kids with eggs thrown out of their car while driving past me at …oh 45 mph…next time I keep a can of tuna in my car to chuck back. “Take that mutha fucka. What comes first? Egg? or Chicken of the sea?!”). I’m ok. Car is ok.
#9. A heart trembling apology that comes from years/miles past.
#10. Realizing that this has been a… very strange, wonderful, perplexing, exhausting, and overall confusing day. Possibly an indecipherable answer to some of my prayers of late.
Of course the logical person in me can anticipate only one conclusion from all these things coming back around again.
I must be dying.
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