Coming Along Nicely

No, this isn't going to be about appropriate behaviour when arrested by the police - no police officer ever caught me! - but instead the relief at finally getting the final episode of the current story fully under way. If the beginning is any indication, it might even be good! Sadly, it won't be finished by the end of today, though so it will need to wait for another day. Another shorter day, as the summer solstice is upon us once again, and so we will be in a whole different phase of the year.

Yes, that final episode is coming along nicely, which is finally something to be happy about. It's also running long, which is far more worrying. Sometimes not sleeping for two nights over ridiculously trivial stresses can beneficial in bringing out the most wonderful goofiness to insert into prose. There was a great episode of 'MASH', from the first four years (also known as the 'Good Years' or the 'Gelbart Era') called 'Dr Pierce And Mr Hyde', about Hawkeye going through just the same thing, albeit with lots more surgery and for much longer. Oh, 'MASH', you were and are a great influence, and one I'll have to write about properly in the future.

Another thing about not sleeping for a couple of nights (yes, it is an exaggeration; there was a nodding off somewhere in the wee hours for a little while) is that it does allow a lot of time for obscure thoughts, and a lot of opportunity for getting to grips with your own lack of mental discipline, or indulging with ultimate freedom. The sign of stress, of panic, and of the disordered mind is that tumultuous cascade of worries and impulses that sweeps over you when you're lying awake, scared. It's not random, but may as well be, and one of the ways to settle that panic is to promote something less chaotic and more peaceful. It may even be the semi-mythical 'inner peace' people talk about so often in meditative modes.

Does any of this mean anything? Well, thought is happening, which is very good. Maybe it's a sign of 'coming along well'? In the next few days, there will be lots of thought, and maybe even a little premeditation. 'Premeditation? Actually thinking about what you're about to do instead of being rash and impulsive! Your brain will break into a million pieces and you'll start calling every woman 'Mindy' again for months on end!'

Well, that's another post sorted, and it's about as nonsensical as usual so that's a standard met. This blog doesn't have any standards, in case you haven't noticed. It exists purely as an experiment and as such has no guidelines whatsoever except for my own sensibilities. Isn't that what blogs are supposed to be like?

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