I drank some really good sake last night. Also had the opportunity to eat horse meat but I passed. I don’t think I can go there, not after riding one knowing the whole time that it was strong enough to throw me off. Good thing my spidey-senses made me ask what it was I was being offered. Still, the sake was really really good and I hope I can find it again.
Today I am really tired but somehow (miraculously) I was able to finally get a number of plug-ins and tools that I needed for development all running and working on my computer. Why oh why was it so much effort? I don’t know but I hate config files.
I’ve been trying to get a few winks in as I walk to and from the washroom and I was just thinking (on the way to) - what if I fell asleep on the loo? Worse yet - what if I died on the loo? I would be caught for sure! That made me realize that I don’t fear death as much as I fear dying in certain ways…not for the process that I would have to endure while dying but for the humiliation of being found dead like that afterwards. The top two: Elvis-style and Mama Cass-style (okay that last one is just a myth but it still carries the symbolism). You might say, “oh but why would the humility matter? you are dead”, but who knows! What if there is the other side and it is not shaped by how you acted your life out but by the final great event of it.
Yeah I am tired. I am going to go home in a bit and make something instant to eat and then I will sleep. I hope I have good, deep dreams. Maybe one where I am floating around my neighborhood and it is dusk like in this picture: