But, today you could convince me that strange planetary arrangements, a blockage of my precious chi energy, a general screwiness in the universal feng shui of yin-yangy grand poobah-a-palooza-ness is to blame for the world I seem to be inhabiting.
You know that world. It’s the one where every little, reliable hook that we depend upon to cement the big and small events of our day together in some seamless experience that we can then reflect upon at the end of said day in our house slippers, with our loved ones and a nice, steaming cup of tea – those steady hooks inexplicably start to malfunction. Not just one. Or two. I’m talking domino theory here, and it’s not pretty.
Here’s my list of broken connections, so far:
- blogging software
- mouth: periodontal abscess
- mouth: root canal
- left middle finger: cut by (my own) right hand while wielding scissors
- the cheese incident (previously covered here)
- driving: being 1st in rush hour line when freeway on-ramp signal begins to malfunction
So, any suggestions for how I find the bridge back to my old universe? Not sure I’d go so far as to start being nice to squirrels, but all advice will be given serious consideration.