Sometimes Things Get... whatever.

Driving home through the sleet, in the face of my dim headlights and jumpy wipers, the song "Sometimes Things Get, Whatever" by Deadmau5 filtered through my stereo. I'm not a particular fan of the song, the electronic voice sounds too much like Hawking, so I skipped it. But the lyrics got me thinking.

From the time I started this post to today, when I sit here staring at my screen with a slack confused jaw, I have forgotten what I even started to think about. How silly, really? I had a deep intellectual moment, listening to this song, wondering about how things become complicated, and all I can do is speculate. Perhaps I was thinking about entropy and the way emotional, social, and sexual complication is just another aspect of entropy. Or maybe I was thinking about how complicated my own personal life is, and maybe I felt sad, or maybe I felt enthralled. "Wow - it's so complicated, how glorious!"

But I forgot. This is the sad part. I didn't write it down soon enough. Whatever my glimmer of inspiration was, now it's gone.

Forever.

Sad.