It really is round, right?
Starting to feel that we’re doing a reboot on life. Sat outside for coffee, this morning. Wenot out for food at a local restaurant this evening. Not far, but not bound to the chair in my kitchen. And the dog toughed out our absence, for the two hours or so. Seriously; a big change from even a few months ago.
There are other moments on the calendar, as we move into summer. Meetings, visits, professional moments. I feel… free. Younger. Willing to watch the sun come up AND go down. Before much longer, I could be convinced to go for a drive, despite the crazy fuel prices.
Why, if this trend continues, I might start to watch the news again. Big world out there.
There was a minur detour, down a rabbit hole. Worm hole. Pot hole. After watching a mini-documentarty about life on a flat earth, my spidey sense tingled. How do folks decide that scientific evidence must be faked. CGIed. No, I do not believe that our planet looks like an upside down Frisbee. That edge isn’t based on a high ice wall that nobody has breacked, because there’s a treaty forbidding us to peek over the edge. And if those images from satellite are produced on a sound stage, what did people believe before the advent of cinema. So many questions. Of course, the interview I sat through had no answers. Every question brought a new misdirrection. It mist be very hard to maintain your personal levels of silliness at such a high level.
I may not have seen our planet, from on high, but I believe that the globe theory fits. Not the Frisbee.
