[personal] Yeomen polishing their brightly colored yeos
I woke up this morning with my brain in neutral. This rarely happens, as I am almost always working on/thinking about something, whether it's a writing project, a work problem or a life issue. I was dreaming (in one single dream) about advertising, moon shots, zoos in Southeast Asia, cocaine deals, intergenerational romances and knitting. I've never had the slightest interest in coke, I don't knit, and I've never been to the moon. The other three I have some experience with. Go figure.
Stumbling to the shower, my first coherent thought was the fact that it was profoundly self-evident that Jesus was Jewish and so was the Virgin Mary, which made me question in yet another light 2,000 years of often highly organized Christian anti-Semitism. (I had somehow got there through a flash on Russian literature, so maybe it wasn't that coherent.)
Just in case you were wondering what it's like to live inside my head. Onward now to the day, and excelsior.