Ya, Cruising

Ya, cruising before the rain. A little birds eye view is always fun.

This question came from an old school mate of mine named Gretchen via Facebook:

“So what does that mind of yours discuss with you all day? Do you have some very profound conversations or are you just daydreaming of a nice shower, soft bed, or food and drink?

Does it solve all the worldly problems? Or your just thinking of your new Sox line of clothing?

Inquiring minds want to know......”

My response:

“That’s a great question. Most of the time I’m simply thinking feet, food, pee. But there seems to be a tie-in to rote physical activities that frees my brain to wonder, like when I am walking with Sandy, and my mind starts writing without my permission and I really cannot stop it.

I’ll get a hair brained idea and I’ll turn it over, off and on for hours because I have nothing else to occupy my mind, until it clicks.

Like Söx-n-Sañdàls™. I couldn’t simply leave it that I did something I can’t stand. I had to have fun with it and it seemed the best way was to take something equally silly, like the current rush to trade mark EVERYTHING, and the even more ridiculous trend to take something mundane and snaz it up with a foreign sounding accent or spelling (I knew a “Tom” who changed his name to “Tomage,” so now he sounds like a cheese.)

That’s when it popped into my head to put accent marks from multiple languages over socks and sandals, making it literally unpronounceable. And of course, add the ™.

There are profound moment, like the event at the church, but they are spontaneous and come without warning. I had another one today that I will think on for a few days, but the short story is that since we have been here, I realized I have not once thought about dying in a mass shooting. Being out of the US, away from our current political climate, thinking mostly about feet, food and what the next latrine might be, all day long, is turning out to be very therapeutic.

Thanks for asking.”

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