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Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Exploding Tangents

"Exploding Tangents" was the second thing I thought of to title this posting; the first was "Midnight in the Garden of Good and Evil", but then I looked that up and figured it wasn't a good idea.

Mind you I don't really know what "Exploding Tangents" means.  It just sounded neat, and I've already over-used Procol Harum song lyrics.

If anything, my life has been far from explosive over the past days, weeks, etc.  It's been more like a slow simmer of sorts, which from time to time nearly boils over.  Sometimes that boil comes over into postings here, but I try to keep that in check.  The key word in that last sentence is "try" by the way, not always "succeed".

Self-indulgent?  Maybe so.  Heck, maybe I need to be a bit more self-indulgent.

Point blank, it's just been damn stressful lately.  Work.  Health.  Extended family.  School.  A mental disposition on my own part that makes me great at giving advice but nothing sort of awful at accepting it.  And I've had a nagging cold/allergy/asthma thing going on now for weeks.  Don't get me wrong:  The doing of these things on my plate in a way is the easy part.  In fact there is nothing on my plate at the moment that I can't do, with gusto no less.  It's the sum total of them though that gets to me sometimes.

I'd say that I take on too many things, but that's not true.  I've always been one for having too many things going on.  I have, after all, virtually no attention span to speak of, admittedly, so I'd probably feel worse if I didn't have this constant stream of stimulation.  Got catch-22?  I seem to have a knack for craving that which is probably least good for me.

Yet through it all, I strongly suspect, is the fact that the stuff which seems like poison is in fact the same stuff that helps keep me immune from poison.  Johnny Cash had it figured out in the song "A Boy Named Sue" (written by Shel Silverstein).  Go figure.

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