I’ve been on vacation this past week and a half. I was actually thinking about skipping my blog for today. I thought about it and decided to leave it up to Linda. If she had a particularly interesting prompt for SoCS, I’d let something flow onto the page. If not, I’d skip Saturday. Of course, we got:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “strange/stranger/strangest.” Use one, use ’em all, or just let them inspire you. Have fun!
I always enjoy the variations on a prompt, and this one was no different, but there was something strange about it. As I started considering the prompt, my first thoughts were of Jim Morrison singing “People are strange, when you’re a stranger.” Of course, my next thought was: “talk about strange, Jim Morrison was one strange dude…” Then, something even stranger happened. This all started to seem familiar.
Not the kind of familiar where you think of an old favorite song and remember people you were with when you heard it. Not the kind of familiar where you get the song stuck in your head the way Joey described in her evil little story. No, this was the kind of Yogi-Berra-deja-vu-all-over-again familiar.
I wrote it in March 2014 and judging from the ‘Likes’ a few of you guys already read it. Thanks for being loyal followers. If you didn’t read it, don’t remember it, weren’t reading my blog in 2014 or just can’t wait to read about the encounter with Ish-Man, click on the link and hop on over.
I think the strangest part of this is that the currents and eddies rippling through my brain led me to the same thoughts on two occasions 19 months apart. Eerily familiar? Yes, that’s kinda sorta from Star Trek and I already wrote about that too.
I could fix this all up, add in a dash of fresh stuff and try to pass this off as new, but that would require editing and Linda would hurt me. Also, that sounds like work and I’m still on vacation. So, I’ll just wrap this up in record
low word count time and send you on your way. I’ll peck something else out tomorrow. You know, as a way of getting back in the groove.