Piggybacking
I've been weirdly muted the last several days. I think I've got a lot of stuff coming and going in my head, and I can't process it out coherently. So it stays jumbled and tumbled in my skull. It's like multiples of thoughts have piggybacked in on the usual march of ideas, and now my head is cracking under the internal stress.
I have a movie scene in my head tonight. It's of Linda Hamilton in the second Terminator movie, and it's where she's buffed out and sitting at a wooden table in the desert somewhere. She's carving something into the wood as the camera pans over her well-muscled shoulder. She writes,"No fate but what we make."That's my state of mind lately. We can change our futures. No one is charge of that but ourselves.And it's what you do every day that matters more than what you do once in a while.