Wah Wah
Is not the sound of Jimi Hendrix guitar pedal; is complaining noise, most bothersome. Now ended. Moving on. Baggage dropped along roadside, not needed anymore. This, too, will pass, like gall stone or fast car once lane on highway becomes unblocked. And for you literalists out there, the modicum synapse fitting insertion triad is no longer functional due to grommet perturbation, don't you think? At least, that's what they tried to teach in school ... to the fish ... out of water ... too dry, like desert ... ice cream sundae ... never on ... always off ... keeps bugs away ... we could go on like this forever.
Sometimes the mind is like a hoarder's garage, piled high with stuff that "could be used someday, might need it", until there is no room to put anything else, and you can't find things that *are* somewhere in there, under that mountain of ... stuff. Accumulation. Detritus. So how do you tell what is valuable, what is not? Most people just say "Throw it all out, that's the only way." As if they know.
Well, person has to start somewhere, so Oohay is throwing out 1953, lock stock and barrel. And most of 1962, except for the part about the tiny little aliens that took over the house that night ... If anything of note happened in 1953, or should be remembered - too bad, because it's gone. 1953 is taken to the dumpster in a black garbage bag and tossed out like kitty litter.
Sometimes the mind is like a hoarder's garage, piled high with stuff that "could be used someday, might need it", until there is no room to put anything else, and you can't find things that *are* somewhere in there, under that mountain of ... stuff. Accumulation. Detritus. So how do you tell what is valuable, what is not? Most people just say "Throw it all out, that's the only way." As if they know.
Well, person has to start somewhere, so Oohay is throwing out 1953, lock stock and barrel. And most of 1962, except for the part about the tiny little aliens that took over the house that night ... If anything of note happened in 1953, or should be remembered - too bad, because it's gone. 1953 is taken to the dumpster in a black garbage bag and tossed out like kitty litter.