I met someone recently, he’s got a super-quirky mind. He can’t quite keep his thoughts in order.
He tends to start in one direction and then veer off and come back, very quickly. He doesn’t necessarily complete the circuit between the story he was telling and the one he decided to tell before he changed his mind and when back to what he was staying before he veered off.
The connection is there, you have to be quick to make it. He doesn’t help with this. He instructs you to “never mind”.
I know some people are annoyed with him but I enjoy his unpredictability. I chock this up to growing up with Aquarian parents. I learned to fill in the blanks between their…synapses?
I have this quality myself which I know annoys people. They want me to clean up my act and since I write for the public, I’ve really tried to do exactly that.
It reminded me…here I veer off…of when my husband compared me to a gas molecule. He was right when he said that. It’s all I can do not to bounce. So right now, I listen to this man bounce in his fashion…and the people around him, attempt to bounce with him. Except for people like me, well acquainted with nuttiness.
I like how he pops off with this original stuff, brilliant, straight out of the blue sky. He quite funny, sort of like a disorganized encyclopedia, set on “Entertain”.