I'm quite convinced that I stumbled through/across a break in the flow of time in the world somewhere.
I was up and about and happy as can be right around when the first pigeons were fighting for attention on my balcony; I am by now over my frequent altercation with those 'adorable' troublemakers and even once in a while leave out mouldy bread on the balcony for them - but I digress. I got into the flow of all that appertains to waking up but somehow between then, indulging in breakfast and going thorugh my email, three hours were gone; just like that! Vanished, never to be seen again. In my stunned bewilderment, I spent yet another hour trying to figure out just where that time had got off to.
I postulated on stumbling through a worm hole brought about by a rip in the time space continuum. Quite like Alice in Wonderland, I slipped down the rabbit hole of space and time and dug my way through to meet Father Time in the 'flesh'; what a dialogue was had as time stood attentively still clutching onto snippets of the conversation that stopped time; maybe this was the reason for that time lapse.
I then thought it smart to blame it on the juice I had taken with my breakfast. Perhaps the expiry date on the packet should have been an indicator that dire consequences lay at the bottom of that mix. The state of delirium induced by this relisation was nothing short of the effects of consuming a hallucinogenic mushroom. Perhaps indeed this was the problem causing excuse.
Or maybe, just maybe, it was the soaking in of all the negativity in so called dailies from all over the world and all assorted and associated paraphanelia (read humour columns and such like sites) that gobbled up time like a starved gremlin. In as much as I refused to believe it, this made the most sense of them all. Perhaps it's about time I embraced my mantra, the internet is not my friend...just perhaps...
I was up and about and happy as can be right around when the first pigeons were fighting for attention on my balcony; I am by now over my frequent altercation with those 'adorable' troublemakers and even once in a while leave out mouldy bread on the balcony for them - but I digress. I got into the flow of all that appertains to waking up but somehow between then, indulging in breakfast and going thorugh my email, three hours were gone; just like that! Vanished, never to be seen again. In my stunned bewilderment, I spent yet another hour trying to figure out just where that time had got off to.
I postulated on stumbling through a worm hole brought about by a rip in the time space continuum. Quite like Alice in Wonderland, I slipped down the rabbit hole of space and time and dug my way through to meet Father Time in the 'flesh'; what a dialogue was had as time stood attentively still clutching onto snippets of the conversation that stopped time; maybe this was the reason for that time lapse.
I then thought it smart to blame it on the juice I had taken with my breakfast. Perhaps the expiry date on the packet should have been an indicator that dire consequences lay at the bottom of that mix. The state of delirium induced by this relisation was nothing short of the effects of consuming a hallucinogenic mushroom. Perhaps indeed this was the problem causing excuse.
Or maybe, just maybe, it was the soaking in of all the negativity in so called dailies from all over the world and all assorted and associated paraphanelia (read humour columns and such like sites) that gobbled up time like a starved gremlin. In as much as I refused to believe it, this made the most sense of them all. Perhaps it's about time I embraced my mantra, the internet is not my friend...just perhaps...
