As a reminder, this blog is different than the previous two. How it is different will play out with the words here which really aren't words but we can't tell the difference between electronic representations and the real things, since the real things are actual ideas to begin with.
I usually like to step outside and smell the air before I write, categorising the scents and determining what's happening in the world around me.
"We're having a heat wave, a tropical heat wave..."
However, opening the door of this domicile filled with air chilled by a heat pump (yes, that's right) would exchange hot, muggy conditions unnecessarily.
Everytime I try to prove otherwise, I discover I am still the world's greatest person at impersonating myself.
So how do I go from feeling like the world's greatest to feeling numb and cold?
Sitting on my backside too long in this cooled air space, I suppose.
I am a simple man. I have manly wants and needs. I respect the elderly and expect our species to provide tender loving care for our infants and children. I suspect many of us take roles seriously and act like the parents and leaders we respected when we were young.
There are many parts of the world I'll never see.
But I have my imagination and friends and colleagues and associates and storybooks.
Where are we going? That's what I intend to find out, looking in all directions blindly, like a newborn baby with no preconceived commotions about the world.
Now that I have a new space that I have not advertised in any way, I can talk frankly about what I see without worrying that others are emulating or trying to take advantage of me.
Wait. Let me rephrase that....
Now that I have a new space that I have advertised in not any way, I can talk frankly about letting people take advantage of me without worrying that I see others are emulating them.
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