Shallow Thoughts
Useless fact: I’m terrible at lying to myself.
I can’t even have a proper pipe dream once every while. By the time I pass a thought through my filters, I’ve got a darn good idea about its composition and reality factor. Long term, it tends to work out in my favour, but just once every while I’d like to get the placebo effect; Convince myself of something that just ain’t so.
Of course, I have to wonder if I am so good at lying to myself, I’m not even aware it’s happening. The evidence seems to be proving this theory wrong, and as if that were not enough, the afterthought seems to be of the circular argument kind. “Weak as water.”
Anyway, maybe it’s the tiredness talking. Having crashed last night without preping for sleep – on the floor, TV and lights on, “The Plague” in my hand -, I woke up less than 4 hours later at the exact time my alarm clock would normally be ringing. I didn’t set it, but still got up at the right time to make it to my 7:00 o’clock meeting. That was neat. At least as neat as anything can be which has to be experienced in the hour of 6 in the morn’.
dude you gotta lay off’n the home made stuff… Its wicked!
Hehe..Our internal alarms and Psyches are good at keeping us on target and on time.. good on ya :-)