My mind officially blew the safe confinement of my rock hard skull this weekend. In a physically unremarkable, fluorescent-lit basement classroom on the south side of Edmonton, the (remarkable) installation of a new personal operating system began.
I haven't slept well all weekend for the information swirling in the vast chasm of emptiness that once held my brain. I'm forgetting my children's names, putting milk in the cupboard and dishes in the fridge. My writing is filled with transposed spelling and reversed sequence.
Oh my. Those seem like pretty solid indications that what's left of my brain is busy forming new neural pathways with blatant disregard for the life and routine I once knew.
I do declare ~ the world could certainly use a little bit more of that kind of thinking. Yes indeed, it could.
Hold onto your hats, people. This is going to be a wild ride :)