I guess that one of the fun things about being me right is that, for some goofy reason that I've yet to comprehend, I'm no longer drowning in my own imagination.
Instead of each and every action revealing million of possible reactions in my head, I only see one or two steps ahead. This might be, some could theorize, because things are so complicated that one or two steps is all my mind can conjure.
But I don't think that's what's going on here. I think that what's happening is that I only have to go one or two steps for something good to happen.
I'm that close.
No longer does my mind need to imagine generation after untold generation of unhatched chickens before I find a scenario I can live with.
Sorry about throwing the chicken metaphor back out there. I just couldn't think of anything better on such short notice.
This is pretty cool. I actually find myself enjoying the act of being me. That hasn't happened in a long time.