Winter Waxing Wolf Moon
“Nothing, to my way of thinking, is a better proof of a well-ordered mind than a man’s ability to stop just where he is and pass some time in his own company.” – Seneca
Seneca comes along just in time as I head out the door for an oil change for our truck. Waiting for an oil change gives a well-ordered mind a chance to stop where it is and spend time in its own company. Not sure what I’ll do, but that’s a story…wait. What was I on about?
When life gives you vehicles, make oil changes. Sorry, I got up on the twisted side of the bed this morning.
Might have been that weird dream I had. No, really. I lived in China and had gone to work, in an offbeat way, for Jackie Chan, a wealthy man. He rewarded me for doing things for him, at first straightforward, then not. I can’t recall the first things I had to do, but the last is clear. He wanted me to intervene in an election, but he didn’t want to win. He wanted to lose the election. Strange, I thought, but ok.
So, I did something and, sure enough, he lost. He was happy. So, what would Carl say about that? Not sure.
A bright orange sun rose in the southeast at dawn, while stratus clouds took up part of the sky. Now the stratus clouds define a narrow band from the horizon part way up the sky in the east with the rest clear. The day has diffuse light rather than bright sun thanks to the band of stratus.
