So it’s Thursday and the sky is a wavy, undulating gray. Today we are supposed to get rain.
Yesterday, the clouds broke up, and it was sunny after all. Who would have thunk.
Besides the weather people who predicted it, I mean.
Though it seems like we are rapidly heading backward toward the days of portends and aching joints, given the dismantling of science.
A shame but not a shock.
Not entirely a shock.
You can know something is going to happen and still be surprised it happened. I give you permission. Not that you need it.
Obviously.
Today is one of those days where time doesn’t feel like anything at all, where I am disconnected from past and future and whatever else there may be.
Kurt Vonnegut, as could be expected, described it best with Billy Pilgrim, when he became “unstuck in time.” It’s one of those things that is incomprehensible yet makes immediate sense.
So very Vonnegut.
Mine is nothing so dramatic or interesting. I am just, at this very moment, feeling a confluence of timelines.
As one does.
The “ifs” are sitting with me right now, splaying off in all directions. All those possibilities at a crossroads.
Sometimes it feels as though that can only come once, all those lines meeting up but I will tell you this: there are enough mysteries of the universe for squiggly lines. For curving lines, for lines that snake and turn. We know next to nothing about anything.
And sometimes that’s a comfort.
We do not get previews of the next episode, and we do not have the means to skip to the end.
Life may come with spoilers but they’re not the kind that ruin the plot.
The best I can tell you is this: It is a day. My coffee is rapidly cooling, on the inferior side of lukewarm.
And still, some things are possible.
Have a great Thursday.
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