Well, this should be interesting. And brief. Or maybe just brief.
My brain is infused with hardening cement right now, so my fingers will have to come up with a blog entry all on their own.
I had this thought last night. Just a random thought like millions of others that have popped into my head over the years. Preventing sleep. Unleashing dozens or hundreds of linked thoughts to tumble and crash.
What if I had a choice?
That was the thought. Six simple words, but six words strung together in a sequence that they'd somehow managed to elude for a very very very long time.
Just a simple question, really. But not to me. And, and the answers...
I can't stop thinking about the question I asked or answers that I almost immediately, reflexively, instinctively, gave last night, as I toed the line between awake and asleep.
Someone else, I answered.
Anyone else, I continued.
And, even more surprising and unexpected than the answers, was the fact that the question could exist in the first place.
Everything has changed now, mostly because I asked, but also because I answered the way that I did.
This won't last. Only one thing ever lasts.