Disturbance In The Force
Okay, so has anyone ever had something happen to them, that at the time, seemed fine, just another ordinary day. THEN, a few days later, you're sitting there, thinking about what happened to you, and you feel that something just isn't right? (I think I'm becoming paranoid in my 'old' age). SERIOUSLY! Has anyone ever felt that certain events or whatever that involved you directly or indirectly, look completely different in the light of day... but you just can't put your finger on what it is exactly?...

Now knowing our good Captain, she was referring to something more important in the way that humans interact with other humans, but that is not the realm I travel in this day, so if you are looking for something meaningful, go see her. But if you are just curious about  man before he evolved from the apes, then your in the right spot.

 

My daily life is like this; Normal for me is not Normal for you. If your kind of Normal should creep into my kind of Normal, then I worry about how Un-Normally Normal the situation is and end up on DefCon level 1.

Case in point:

In my blog entry titled ‘Enemy Mine’, I wrote about my battles with torturous traffic lights in the small hours of the morning. This is Normal for me. What I encountered this morning was a level of terrorism that still has my Spidey Sense all a tingle. Here it is in a nutshell; Every morning I must endure, on local highways, traffic lights that turn red on me as I approach and I must sit there with nary another living sole around, waiting for ghost cars to flow out of empty parking lots and deserted cross streets.

This morning however found me making magnificent time because every single traffic light to a one, remained green for me along the entire forty miles that I normally fight my losing battle. At first it was great and I was almost giddy that I was pulling something over on these mechanized monsters. It wasn’t until I got half way through my journey and actually sailed through that eternally evil light ‘Zorn- Destroyer Of Hope’, that I actually started to get nervous.

If you have ever worked in a hostile environment then you will get what I mean. If during the course of your working at this place, one day you get one or two people who are suddenly nice to you (that normally wouldn’t be) then you feel pretty good that perhaps you are starting to make headway in a otherwise un-friendly place. But if you find in the course of that same day that everyone is nice to you, then you know that danger is stalking you one but good, and it is probably an excellent time to start initiating ‘Evasive Maneuver Delta’. This was the situation I found myself in this morning.

I suddenly came to the conclusion that these bastards where, in the guise of being really nice, actually speeding me along to some kind of doom. And yet believing this to be true, I still found myself maintaining warp speed straight into their web of doom, I just couldn’t help the feeling of speed.

 

Well, needless to say I made it to work without a scratch, but I still can’t shake that feeling that something is still up. Were they playing mind games with me in order to set me up to a new level of pain much like we experience when after a long cold spell, beautiful spring weather sets in for a couple of days. We feel all happy and glad to be out and just when you think it is here to stay, BAM, another cold front moves in and you feel trapped again, but now on a more painful emotional level. Or did I just hit a sweet spot in the space time continuum that conquered even these mighty adversaries?

I can’t say for sure, but for once, if I encounter my Normal Un-Normal tomorrow morning, I think instead of battling I’ll just breathe a sigh of relief in knowing what it means to 'Love Thy Enemy'.

 

 

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