March 4, 2004

• Sometimes I'm a little... uh... absent. My mind and my body and the rest of the world might as well all be in different time zones.

  Like, just a little while ago, I was thinking about how slowly my life progresses. I'm a three-toed sloth in a jungle of leopards and eagles. And I realized that all things move to their own tempo, like the difference between Mozart and Arvo Pärt. Neither more appropriate, neither less so, each simply their own expression.

  And when this occurred to me, I said, out loud, "I simply can't go any faster." While sitting on the toilet, because that's where I was. And then I started laughing, because what else is there to do in such a situation?

  From most perspectives, the things aren't connected. But from the perspective of being funny, it all lines up. It's supposed to be hi-larious. Which means I'm not absent, I'm in perfect synchronization. My timing is on.

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