View From the Bushes

I have various mantras that get me through the day. When I look around at all the stuff I have on my plate, I often find myself hiding under a big blanket with a box of matches and all of my RPG books saying, "I can do it. I can do it." Lately in an attempt to be more optimistic I've traded my matches for a flashlight, my books for my teddybear and instead of saying "I can do it." I say, "I get to do it." You see the difference, I'm still stark raving mad, but since I'm no longer a danger to myself and other I can't be committed. Wait I think that plan may have backfired...

Another mantra I keep repeating is, "If only I had a ". Yes, I'm one of those people that believe there's one thing out there and if I had it everything would be better. Of course my tastes run towards the fantastic, I often fill in the blank with something like, "a device that could stop time" or "a billion dollars" or "a pill that eliminated the need for sleep." Lately, in an additional sign of my encroaching insanity, I'll say "If only I had a Shoehorn, the kind with teeth."

Hopefully someday my mantras will run along the lines of "It is by will alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the juice of Sapho that thoughts acquire speed, the lips acquire stains, the stains become a warning. It is by will alone I set my mind in motion." Although that's not nearly pithy enough, perhaps something more like, "Too much money. Too much money." Or maybe, "It's my immortality serum! Mine I tell you! Mine!"

Carpe Diem Quam Minimum Credula Postero,
Ross