#66: Multiple Visits With Malcomn

"If ponies rode men and grass ate the cows
And cats should be chased into holes by the mouse
If summer were spring and the other way 'round
Then all the world would be upside down."

The sound of the rain hitting the skylight is kind of fading into the background. I've listened to the same CD over and over again and I like when it ends- or when any CD ends for that matter- because there's just silence but you can still hear the music so clearly in your head. So clear that it sounds as though it's still playing. I like that; it makes me feel warm. In the silence after the CD stops, I think and how different things become when given the chance to think. Not to be influenced by the opinions of others, but if logic is presented who am I to turn it down? I've never had the actual patience or level of attentiveness needed to solve puzzles. I crave that skill now. My brain has yet to slow down, I'm not sure I can keep up. Sometimes I become fascinated just watching my fingers move or seeing our hands intertwined. I wonder why I wasn't blessed with the gift of concentration. Curiously enough, I'm like a bull; I hate the color red.

Ambiguity is the word of the day.

Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.