faster than a speeding bullet….

When I woke up this morning, my mind was swirling….fast.

It was insane….at 4 o’clock in the morning, my mind was racing….neurons firing willy-nilly….fast, fast, fast.

I thought, “My gosh, I’m like that guy in the “Limitless” movie….with his mind going faster and faster….getting smarter and smarter….making all these connections and realizations and going places my brainĀ had never gone before.



And then I realized….”Whoa….my mind is racing….but it’s not any smarter than it ever was.”


Oh, well….so much for that theory.

So I got up….intending to write a blog post.

As long as my mind was racing, why not get up and take advantage of being restless?

So I cranked up the computer (it’s an older computer) and went to log in….and realized that the internet was down.

So I spent the morning doing some diagnostics….and when that didn’t work, started reading a Michael Perry book called “Visiting Tom”, which was a lot better way to spend my time than thinking I was getting any smarter…or trying to coax an un-coaxable computer to allow me to get onto the information superhighway.

It’s OK to not be a super genius.

I can always drink a lot of coffee and ponder things….fast.

If you can’t be smart….be dumb fast.

Speedy little MOE-RON.

About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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