Circles

There was a point to this, but it has eluded me. It was going to be about... No, I have no idea. Maybe it was about how different general attitudes can lead to radically different perceptions of things, but it would be rather redundant. No, that can wait for another day, framed around a movie or two perhaps. It's bizarre that people can watch or read something and come to totally opposite opinions of it. How is it possible? Perhaps there are (at least) two quantum universes superimposed on each other, and we are literally experiencing different things? Is that possible? But then, why don't the differing states collapse upon each other after being observed? Or is the following comparison the critical event? Ha ha! Now it all makes sense! Or doesn't! What is going on, anyway? Is this whole passage a symptom of being too preoccupied with the old 'Dirk Gently' show? Maybe it is. In fact, today has been much concerned with the BBC Radio 4 'Sherlock Holmes' dramatisations, which are as good as they ever were.

September continues to wend on, with the hours of daylight steadily reducing in number, both with the position of the Earth and the endless rain that has been plaguing us for what seems like months now. Rain is nice, really. A great equaliser. On this occasion, it is reinforcing one of the coldest Summers in memory. Maybe it's a good thing, though, with much more reading than usual as the water falls from the sky in torrential showers. It's actually very pretty out there, from the right point of view. That brings us back to where we began. Ah, September, the month when variant seasonal depression really begins to bite. The mist is coming down, and things are becoming difficult. Perhaps the reverse Samson Effect of a haircut will help.

It seems rather silly to be typing such nonsense, as Hurricane Irma wreaks havoc in the Caribbean and Florida, and endangers friends. Perhaps it is time to stop and relax down into the sleeping portion of the day, with a small prelude of 'Conan' stories. Ah, there aren't that many of those stories left. It has been a jolly good experience, and entertaining almost without interruption. Let's hope that it ends well, unlike author Robert E Howard. That can be a sad story for another day, alas. He was certainly someone who could have used a slightly different point of view at his climax.

Was there a point?

O.