It takes some time to recover from working very intensively on a larger project involving many teams. I hoped that this first free weekend I had this year, would somehow be enough for just that. I guess it was not. It has been quite a while since I had been able to write a longer something here and to write it with just pure joy and passion for the good, the better, the subtly glorious, hidden between the frames of this strange movie we call life.
Or maybe it was just the perception that I was a focused observer? Maybe this here is an exercise in discovering the possibilities of a late acquired language?
Hmm… one of the larger problems might be my recent inability to hold a thought long enough to create a complete arc of a good post.
And so I end up poking with those thin word sticks at ideas which are here then there, then somewhere completely else.
Does every reader notice how unclear things are?… should it matter?
And what happened to the ability to wrap little messages into blankets of protective writing, wrapped into further blankets and layers upon layers of good old verbal protection? Where did this ability go? (And will it ever come back from that rather sulfury place?)
I think I will just go to sleep early today. No more confused writing on this page. No more strange posting of disconnected semi-ideas…
We will now need to recharge the batteries… Would not really want to become a sentence on some deep page, somewhere in one of Oliver Sacks’ upcoming books… what was I trying to say?… oh, good night.