I decided it's time to start writing again. The other day I was having a conversation with my sister about futility and these...weird ideas sort of started swirling around me, as if ideas were fireflies or honeybees and flew in little swarms. I'd say gnats but I mean something more benign. The ideas weren't good or bad, and they weren't feelings so much as thoughts. They just appeared in a little cloud and whirled around my head, and sometimes one would buzz in my ear, sometimes another.
They were about all sorts of things, mostly about futility and questioning how best to approach life in the face of confirmed futility. But that's sort of an aside.
The real point here is that I saw this happen in my brain. I formed an image of it. In retrospect this is kind of amazing, or perhaps indicative of the mild insanity I occasionally suspect lurks within my mind. But it was a beautiful picture, so beautiful it made me want to write about it.
(Thoughts on a Z train)
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