move on back two squares. We watched a documentary about Bobby Fischer last night and it revealed how devastating mental illness can be. World champion chess player ends up as a raving, psychotic, paranoid anti-semite/american who actually cheered on 9/11. Horrible. The soundtrack included this old song by Yes. I could identify and sing most of the words to the song but couldn’t correctly identify the artist. I realize this is largely due to my switch to digital media and this is a group whose works I only had on vinyl and then they slipped away. To repurchase or not? That is the question.
I am lucky enough to only work one day a week and that day happens to be Monday. So I experience the somewhat universal “oh it’s Sunday and I have to get ready for work tomorrow” but by Monday evening it’s Friday and the weekend begins! I think I may be living the theory of relativity, time dilation or the Lorentz-Fitzgerald contraction. My week’s relative length may change. Does it pass more quickly or more slowly? Am I aging more quickly, like the brother who is left on the ground, while his brother circles the earth (or more slowly)? Or do I just have too much time on my hands?
Move on back two squares.